I just realize how sickly my dad has become this at late. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen him in this state, but reality has only struck me hard now. My dad has been a strong cookie all this while. He works 2 jobs, one as a technician in power gas, and then at night, he works as a taxi driver. It needs more than one job to support a family of seven, you see. This taxi- driver job involves my dad to work from 6 in the afternoon to 6 in the wee morning. His day job ends at aound 5 in the afternoon. So he will quickly rush home, bathe, eat, maybe catch some sleep, and then head down this his next job, taxi-driving. Even though being a taxi driver only involves him to work only 3 times a week, the work load has definitely taking its toll on him.
My dad, he’s an asthmatic. In fact, it seems to that he’s asthma is much worse than the rest. You know those ventolins most asthmatic use, when the have asthma attacks? It seems that those ventolins is not doing it’s job. It only worsens my dad’s asthma. If I’m not wrong, my dad is on steroids now. I don’t know how this steroids work, but it somehow keeps my dad going. Only God knows how this asthma is taking over my dad’s life. Everyday, my dad needs to have a puff of this ventolin, before he heads down to work. If not, my dad will be coughing loudly non stop. He will cough and cough so loud, that even when I’m downstairs, I can hear him coughing. Yes, that loud. It scares the heck of me, each time I hear my dad’s coughing. It makes me cringe. I may not have the courage to tell him this, but as a daughter, I really love him. I really don’t want anything to happen to him. I don’t know what will happen to our family, if he were to go. To make things scarier, my dad rides a bike as a form of transport. Motor bikes is really unsafe. What if he suddenly has an asthma attack while riding the bike? Oh my god, just the thought alone makes me cringe all over =(
Hopefully this might not be too late, but I’m going to start helping my dad with our household as of now. Han, if you’re reading this, there might be a big possibility that Im taking up that freelance job. And please please BIMLA, call me as soon as possible. I really need this job. And when it’s confirmed that I have a job, I will start paying my own bills, and start giving myself my own allowance. No need to ask from my dad anymore. And if I have some money to spare, I will help contribute some money to pay for our household bills. Maybe it will lift some burden off my dad’s.
Edit// BIMLA just called . I’m starting my work now. Yayness. Off I go peeps. Asy, sorry if I can’t attend your chalet. Happy birthday babe. You know I love you kan? HUGS. And to my baby, I also love you ok? Hugs.
Filed under: Random
(that ‘s how my baby sis pronounce the word omg btw. Lols)
It’s already 5 September. 21 (!!) more days to our one year anniversary. 21 more days you know, but I still have no idea what to buy for him. For extra information, he’s birthdays falls two days before our anniversary. And err, did I tell you guys that I still owe him his last year’s birthday present? So including that, I need to buy him 3 presents- 2 birthday presents and 1 anniversary presents.
And yarh, I still need to buy asy’s and shaf’s present So if you guys happen to see me eating only celery stick the whole day, you guys know why lah eh? -____-“””
So back to the topic, I still have no idea what to buy what present(s) for him. I really need help uh. Any ideas people?
Filed under: inner thoughts
This may sound a bit of a cliché, but today would most probably be the best day of my life. After so long of wanting and needing this kind of feeling, I can finally breathe out a sigh of relieve.
Phewww..
Apparently today was the “meet-the-parents” session for both me and Han. Specifically it was Han’s “meet-the-parents” session. I already met Han’s parent eons ago, so it was his turn to meet mine.
It all happens so suddenly. I was supposed to meet Han just now. Told my parents about it, and knowing my parents, they have a lot of questions on my whereabouts. Then my dad, out of the blue, told me that he wants to meet Han today. Today. Yes today.
Before that, both me and Han were already making our way out from our respective house. We were supposed to meet at Tampines int. But then, due to my dad’s sudden announcement, we had to make changes to the plan. Instead of waiting for me at Tamp int, he needs to come fetch me from my house instead. I smsed Han and told him that my parent wants to meet him. Amazingly, he wasn’t nervous. He confidently told me that he will be reaching my house soon. Thank god my bf knows how to act coolly when the time really calls for it. Cause at that point of time, his gf had forgotten on how to be cool. I was damn nervous I tell you. I kept going in and out of my room. My siblings were not helping me at all; they kept on asking and looking out of the window to check whether or not Han is here already or not. Sheesh.
After waiting for what it seems to be a long time, Han finally reached my house. He sat at the dining table with my dad. Whereas for me, I sat on the sofa, pretending to watch tv. I thought my dad will scold him or what. I thought wrong lah. Cause’ the moment he met Han, he told Han a lame joke. Yeah, a joke. Hahaha.
Turns out that my parents wasn’t going to scare the shits of my baby, they just want to talk (take note that talk here refers to politic, school, religion, life, illness). Everything was cool. My mum joined them minutes later. They continued on talking. Ourh did I tell you that Han become a replica of Arnold Schwarneger (sp?) today?. He was wearing shades all day long. His eyes are still bloodshot red. Tsk tsk. Wearing shades today is a good thing I guess; he can avoid eye contact with my parents. Heh.
So after approximately one hour worth of talking, my parents finally let Han go. We bid our goodbyes to my family, and then left for TM. The moment my family was out of sight, we both sighed of relieved. I kept on apologizing to Han for the inconvenience ihad caused. But at the same time we were grinning happily. Another load lifted off our shoulder. Yay =D
So as off now, I’m dare say that I can continue on this relationship happily. This time full of sincerity, no more lies. Just white love. This will be a new start for me I guess.
Then again, on a contradicting note, I’ve been in lot situations whereby nothing seems to last forever. Friendships especially. Currently alone, I’m going through four situations whereby it’s questioning my faith on opening up emotionally to someone. It makes me think twice on the whether or not I should literally cry on that someone’s shoulder. Like I say, nothing last forever. Even though they promise to stick with us forever, reality overcomes all of it. Despite all those sweet words, they still have to go. Overseas studies. Friendships/ friends obligations. Work. New friends. Ironically, reality always sucks. It has never been sweet.
Oh well, I’ve been alone all this while, so why will this make any difference.
Que sera sera. Whatever will be,will be.
That’s all I can say for now. I’m also really thankful to God for letting me have all this. It’s been a bittersweet journey. But I can never ask for more.
With that, nite people.
