time to let go...
well, i just found her new
.:BLOG:. .
(you hear me? i found it! nanabubu! and i don't write 'pity me' entries ok, loser?! well, unless you, yourself, think that it's, then that's just too bad.)
ok, i didn't exactly "run into" it or something. someone(A) offered to show me her new blog sometime last week. didn't want to then. felt that since she had her means to not let me go to her blog, i guess there's no point to go on and visit it. well, that was then.
just now i had this sudden yearning to read her stuff. (missing her..? duh! *shrugs*) then i realised... oh fuck, why did i even start to miss her? why did i even felt certain dumb things? why did i even out up that stupid entry on 11th june? i can't help but wonder if (A) was mocking at me then. how unfair of me to think that way of her, but i just can't help it.
anyway, after reading all that stuff, i didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. haha. ok, weird. cos part of me felt totally pissed off, but i felt this urge to laugh out loud. (laugh at my own stupidity? haha, ya, i guess.)
and there's "the friends who almost came back" thingy.
i really wonder what happened to my resolution to chose solitude as my pride. feel so pissed with myself.
then i visited Bam's blog. her 2nd new entry, totally woke me up. (thanks, miss tan.) so felt like copying and pasting her that particular entry here, but well...
nevermind i guess.
perhaps i should be thankful for who's around me right now and put everything behind.
and i really feel this sudden crazy urge to hate her with all i have.
I HATE YOU TOO! blah! prrrrf..!!!
family issue
Father's Day...
was such a great day. finally all that delaying and broken promises, my mom brought me out on a shopping spree. had lots of fun and extravagant splurges.
spent away the 250bucks my mom gave me for the S'pore Sale thingy. bought clothes, some of which i regret buying now. haha.
oh, before the shopping part we went to Goodwood Park's salon place-my mom's godsister salon. she had her hair dyed red!! totally kewl. i mean.. argh, she just rocks. haha. and it suits her well, not like the cheena aunties with their hair coloured gold, and look as though they're... i don't know lao ah lians? oh, anyway, she was having her hair dyed, with all that foil stuck to her head, while 2 other girls did manicure and pedicure for her. so felt like taking a pic of her then. LOL. she looked like those typical tai-tais in TV! but of course, she's not. she worked hard, worked her ass off at my dad's, and that was what she deserved. sometimes i think she worked too hard. she doesn't sit around and shake her leg while my dad pay for all her stuff. this is what i love about my mom.
but she has her weird moodswings, which can be pretty tiring and painful. like, she'd suddenly give me that 250bucks just for the shopping spree at one time, then the next moment make a big deal out of almost nothing. well, i shouldn't go into that today.
then after all that shopping, with my sister tagging around(hee!), we had family dinner at A Y A Restaurant(don't wana put the whole name up). the food was great, but i think it's not something worthy to spend all that money on .but dad had sudden cravings for that stuff, and it was father's day, so well... and i ended up forking out 60bucks, but it only like covered 1/5 of the bill, the rest my dad n my mom paid. haha. typical.
but throughout that dinner, i was thinking...
while people in other countries probably doesn't have enough to eat, not to mention those who are starving; i'm here with my family enjoying these delicacies, so unknown to them. so i didn't exactly enjoyed that dinner. too much went through my mind during the dinner, biting at my consciousness(is this the right word?!).
all in all, i did enjoyed that day. i mean, it's a long time since we had family dinner, since my mom is interested to bring me out, since...... i felt so lucky, than others out there. and dad and i came a long way, fought many hard battles and emotion struggles to this relationship we so cherish right now.
thanks dad, happy father's day. so many things left unsaid between us, so many thing si wana tell you, but... ya, there are always the "but"s.