2nd part
i was still up at 4AM in the morning ytr..
During that depressing phase.. i was sooooooooo tempted to call DAD... time check in Singapore would be 2AM.. Probably at home by then... but then i gave it a miss... coz.. what will he think of me eh??...
and sooo.. surprisingly.. woke up before my alarm clock went off... well.. that is the first time.. dragged myself to school to sign some some stuff and off to the market..
With eyes swollen due to the excessive crying.. haha..........
and guess what... in the midst of choosing daun pandan.. DADDY called!!!...
haizzzzzz.. tears welled up again.. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CROWD....
goshhh.. im an emotional wreck..
of course.. mum must have mentioned to him that his ONLY daughter who is lonely at DOWN UNDER crying OVER the phone ytr..
Him: Darling.. how are you??
(haizzz.. melt me when he called me that.. coz its SELDOM.. EH WE ARE TALKING ABT MY DAD AR.. and that was when i got all teary again)
Me: Im ok dad...
Him: I heard you cried ytr over the phone with mum... what happened??
and yesssss... i told bits and stufff....
the minute he asked how long is my holiday after exams, i knew what will come up next.... BONUS question !!!!!...
Him: You want to go home during that time? If you want i can arrange for you....
Wahhhh... at that time.. im like.......... haizzzzz... if only i could say i want to....
BUT....
Me: tak pe lar abah...
yes..... ISHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You are freaking home sick.. and that is ALL you can say to dad???....
haizz.. yesss.. coz i know.. a lot of money have been used for me and my older bro.. since both of us at the moment are in different continents.. and what more with the plan that my family had in mind at the end of the year... yes.. that i have to keep in mind even though that is not for sure...... booooo.....
on another note....
nasi lemak was POWER... i cooked the rice, fried chicken, sambal sotong, ikan bilis and omelete....... oh yessss..........
being depressed has made me crazy on cooking..........
leave me now to my solitary retreat....
During that depressing phase.. i was sooooooooo tempted to call DAD... time check in Singapore would be 2AM.. Probably at home by then... but then i gave it a miss... coz.. what will he think of me eh??...
and sooo.. surprisingly.. woke up before my alarm clock went off... well.. that is the first time.. dragged myself to school to sign some some stuff and off to the market..
With eyes swollen due to the excessive crying.. haha..........
and guess what... in the midst of choosing daun pandan.. DADDY called!!!...
haizzzzzz.. tears welled up again.. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CROWD....
goshhh.. im an emotional wreck..
of course.. mum must have mentioned to him that his ONLY daughter who is lonely at DOWN UNDER crying OVER the phone ytr..
Him: Darling.. how are you??
(haizzz.. melt me when he called me that.. coz its SELDOM.. EH WE ARE TALKING ABT MY DAD AR.. and that was when i got all teary again)
Me: Im ok dad...
Him: I heard you cried ytr over the phone with mum... what happened??
and yesssss... i told bits and stufff....
the minute he asked how long is my holiday after exams, i knew what will come up next.... BONUS question !!!!!...
Him: You want to go home during that time? If you want i can arrange for you....
Wahhhh... at that time.. im like.......... haizzzzz... if only i could say i want to....
BUT....
Me: tak pe lar abah...
yes..... ISHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You are freaking home sick.. and that is ALL you can say to dad???....
haizz.. yesss.. coz i know.. a lot of money have been used for me and my older bro.. since both of us at the moment are in different continents.. and what more with the plan that my family had in mind at the end of the year... yes.. that i have to keep in mind even though that is not for sure...... booooo.....
on another note....
nasi lemak was POWER... i cooked the rice, fried chicken, sambal sotong, ikan bilis and omelete....... oh yessss..........
being depressed has made me crazy on cooking..........
leave me now to my solitary retreat....
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3:26 PM
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