Wednesday, July 15, 2009 // 4:23 AM
Speechless
Yeap,school's finally arranged study programmes for us with effect from this week:)
Which means that I'll be going home later then usual.Well,at least I'm occupied with something to do rather then sitting at home rotting away-,- Shiet! I'm not done with my artefact!! At least I'm in a better state then WJ...haix~ Right! Hafta complete it by next Friday! Woohoo~
Anyway,My Dad was complaining to me that his lotto's numbers jumped. I was like...hmmm ok. He would always complain to me about matters like this and describing how heart ached he was.-,- Thinking of which,it'd seemed like there's really nothing more to chat about between us. Everyday is like going according to the scripts.When he got home,bathed,he would say 'eat le!' Then both my bro and I will came running to the kitchen...I hated it whenever my Dad gets fed up that we kids,have a lot of topics to chat about and maybe he felt left out..then he will start making noise by knocking his chopsticks against the spoon hardly and my WHOLE family,inculding my mom really hate that>,<
I mean,what can he talk about by just telling us how unlucky he was to have his lotto jumbled up. Even if he strikes lotto, he would just give us small little tips... I'm not being greedy here,duh~ It's just that whenever I heard any other kids saying about the times they spent with their dad,whom taught them cycling,roller-blading,swimming and even the happy times when they went for shopping..but all these seems so far from me..I don't even get a chance to experience the joy that other kids have during my childhood.. I just remembered that my Dad is someone who will be sitting at the rocking chair all day long looking at lotto or maybe going to the wet market..he hasn't even brought me out once other then Tampines coffee shop and NTUC.
Not forgetting that he's my father after all...but why wasn't he there when my MOM was suffering while giving birth to us and all he did was to go home and sleep/rest. My mom was there fighting alone with the doctor and nurses and where was him? My mom once told me that when she was expecting my bro,my paternal relatives and my Dad himself sat in my grandma's house badmouthing about my Mom...they don't even give a shit even they'd knew my mom heard everything. Shouldn't expecting mothers be taking tonic soups or things that benefits both mother and the foetus?? Yet,my Dad just go out to have a scrumptious meal outside with his family and came home with just a bread or "kueh" in his hand for my mom to eat...And they even have the face to say how delicious the meal was that they've ate out.
I know that my mom have suffered a lot rising us up...and my Dad is someone that is like a beggar acting to be an emperor. Be happy that you're married to my Mom...if you two wasn't match-made,I think my mom will have a better life. Well,then there will not be me..maybe there will be,but with different looks and all..'cause I believe in karma.It's either that you're in debt with me or vice Versa...or even,I am here making it up for you:)
Every time when I see you quarreled with Dad, it really upsets me...especially,when you will come running into the room sitting on the bed crying..I really do not know what to do and all you said was to call me to go away...and I'm sorry that we kids are the obstacles to stop you from divorcing with dad to get a happier life..
But I know you really love us~! Thanks Mom<3
and I know Dad love us too...
Near yet far
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Wednesday, July 15, 2009 // 4:23 AM
Speechless
Yeap,school's finally arranged study programmes for us with effect from this week:)
Which means that I'll be going home later then usual.Well,at least I'm occupied with something to do rather then sitting at home rotting away-,- Shiet! I'm not done with my artefact!! At least I'm in a better state then WJ...haix~ Right! Hafta complete it by next Friday! Woohoo~
Anyway,My Dad was complaining to me that his lotto's numbers jumped. I was like...hmmm ok. He would always complain to me about matters like this and describing how heart ached he was.-,- Thinking of which,it'd seemed like there's really nothing more to chat about between us. Everyday is like going according to the scripts.When he got home,bathed,he would say 'eat le!' Then both my bro and I will came running to the kitchen...I hated it whenever my Dad gets fed up that we kids,have a lot of topics to chat about and maybe he felt left out..then he will start making noise by knocking his chopsticks against the spoon hardly and my WHOLE family,inculding my mom really hate that>,<
I mean,what can he talk about by just telling us how unlucky he was to have his lotto jumbled up. Even if he strikes lotto, he would just give us small little tips... I'm not being greedy here,duh~ It's just that whenever I heard any other kids saying about the times they spent with their dad,whom taught them cycling,roller-blading,swimming and even the happy times when they went for shopping..but all these seems so far from me..I don't even get a chance to experience the joy that other kids have during my childhood.. I just remembered that my Dad is someone who will be sitting at the rocking chair all day long looking at lotto or maybe going to the wet market..he hasn't even brought me out once other then Tampines coffee shop and NTUC.
Not forgetting that he's my father after all...but why wasn't he there when my MOM was suffering while giving birth to us and all he did was to go home and sleep/rest. My mom was there fighting alone with the doctor and nurses and where was him? My mom once told me that when she was expecting my bro,my paternal relatives and my Dad himself sat in my grandma's house badmouthing about my Mom...they don't even give a shit even they'd knew my mom heard everything. Shouldn't expecting mothers be taking tonic soups or things that benefits both mother and the foetus?? Yet,my Dad just go out to have a scrumptious meal outside with his family and came home with just a bread or "kueh" in his hand for my mom to eat...And they even have the face to say how delicious the meal was that they've ate out.
I know that my mom have suffered a lot rising us up...and my Dad is someone that is like a beggar acting to be an emperor. Be happy that you're married to my Mom...if you two wasn't match-made,I think my mom will have a better life. Well,then there will not be me..maybe there will be,but with different looks and all..'cause I believe in karma.It's either that you're in debt with me or vice Versa...or even,I am here making it up for you:)
Every time when I see you quarreled with Dad, it really upsets me...especially,when you will come running into the room sitting on the bed crying..I really do not know what to do and all you said was to call me to go away...and I'm sorry that we kids are the obstacles to stop you from divorcing with dad to get a happier life..
But I know you really love us~! Thanks Mom<3
and I know Dad love us too...
Near yet far
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