Today is Saturday. And I am sitting right now on my favorite comfort zone. Sipping my ginger tea and as I am wondering to knowhere... I suddenly remember, "Whoa! It's Saturday today. Why I wake up so early. I must be crazy!" then... I smile to myself and think how silly am I right now. Why do you think I said this? It is because every Saturday when I was still a child my parent let me sleep for as long as I could. This is what I called my "freedom day".

I am lucky to have such parent like them because they don't force me to do such households. But then, as a responsible, loving child, I don't...