Salaam'alaykum...

Do you remember the tiny soup stock, or rather well-known as sup bunjut?

Well, I've forgotten about its existence quite for a long time (hah!) until my mother asked me to well, erm, do some stuff-motherly stuff- in the kitchen.Just this afternoon.

Okay so it seems that I'm the one who dose those motherly stuff, since I am at home most of the time.

However, it is scarier this time. I get real panicky when I do it. Just recently, that is.
Macam buat O level Science Practical beb. Seram..Invigilator O level pun kalah tau.

Haha. Kalau Ummi bace nie, mati ana. eRk.
K tak tak. Ummi patut sign up for the invigilator job. Heh. Insya Allah permohonan diterima. Nanti boleh lah Adida bilang candidates- "Hey! That's my mother!"
*tries to imagine*
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Erm, let's just accept the fact that my mother will be my invigilator for the rest of my life.
*smiles weakly*

So........back to the sup bunjut....
Well, nothing much about it actually, (ape saje hafizah ni) only that it gives me the creeps, for it looks like a pocong. You know, wrapped up in a white cloth... But then, I'll be wrapped too like that one day. Soon, I mean. Who knows? So yeah, I just continued stirring the soup with a grin on my face, everytime the wooden ladle touches the little bunjut.
Good old bunjut. ^-^

Nanti kene selalu berjumpa dengan si bunjut nan kecil pat sane. Ummi dah tak bleh jadi invigilator lagi dah ni. =D

That is all. Till we meet again, by His Grace.

p/s: I just hope I didn't put you to sleep by posting such an entry. Fancy putting up a post about a soup stock. heh. Wassalaam.