mud skipper

hurt heart

Heart,please don't change my mind.......

for the winnnnnnnhhhh!!

quiet times...

Here i go again..
spending quiet times at this humble dwelling of mine,
marking and annotating errors in my students exam scripts in between reading and catching up on ellen's show on the internet ( she keeps my sanity alive..),
once in a while admiring and repeating after gordon ramsay's uncompromising language and frustrated swear (it is intended as a part of my listening activity to improve on my spoken english..com'on..i need a role model...),
or perhaps training my kitten to follow simple instructions "sit,boo boo,sit.!!"(hoping that one day she'll make it to the circus..";

i need this...its therapeutic!

and it rained....

It was a heavy downpour tonight...
And i felt so blessed, that it broke d dry spell..
That i dined out tonite,
Just to feel the cold breeze..

Thank you Allah...
I have forgotten the sound,and the smell,
And the feeling on my skin,in my fingers,in my nose...

And now that it rained,
i just cannot thank you enough....

i love omelette...

I love omelette..
I love them fried in hot palm oil..
I love them fried in this cheap iron cast wok bought in Thailand...
I love them fried over maximum fire...
I love them fried with organic eggs..
I love them fried with large chunks of onions and button mushrooms and capsicum in them...

I just love omelette.....