What I don’t deserve – especially on a night like this – is condemnation.
Condemnation from my own siblings about why I work on Chinese New Year’s eve. I don’t get what’s wrong with making plans more than a week ago when Mom said there won’t be any activity on today. And when they finally decided at the last minute to go pay our respects to Grandpa, how could I just be irresponsible and turn down my work plans like that? As much as I know how important family matters are.
Bro just kept harping on shit loads of “why must you… this and that”, which really tested my patience. It didn’t help that I quareled with the BF earlier in the evening over my shop colleague. Bro doesn’t really comprehend how tough it is for a tertiary student to juggle two part-time jobs to support her own expenses every month for the past six months. I barely get by with the meager sum of money after deducting transport and school payments. He doesn’t understand that it’s a whole new world out there in the working society. He just expects fifty bucks from my Mom every week and that’s that.
Hold on. I’m not breaking down. Just yet.
You know, it’s not funny when family support gets down. Sometimes, Mommy doesn’t hear me out either. And it sucks being an island on my own at times. It’s not easy being on the side of me, I know. So thank you, Jo Clan, for being more understanding than my family and church mates can ever be. I love all of you to bits.
And what’s that I hear?
Oh.
Yeah, I doubt I’ll ever find a boyfriend to embrace me the way you guys do.
Perhaps it just takes a man of God to love me.
Anyway.
Volvo Ocean Race 2008/2009 has pretty good articles to keep my mind off stuff. As these sailors are fighting mighty storms, I fight my own too.
And yes, I really look up to them in many awesome ways.
Such as.. Being an avid sports journalist like Rick Deppe.
Cheers.
