9.26.2004

Not about the friends thingy lah. It's about my mom. While i'm happily typing on my keyboard, Mommy came into my room w ointment. Asked me to apply and massage for her. Her shoulder blade and arm joint is hurting her badly. Her fingers can't move properly, and they get numb after awhile. Age is catching up on her. And she's still holding a cleaner's job in Tampines. To save transport fare, she takes No.3 from Punggol all the way to Tampines. It takes about 1.5hrs minimum. Everyday she does that. 3hrs of travelling. And do lotsa cleaning. After a day of cleaning( and sometimes office politics), she gotta travel 1.5hrs on bus. While donkeys like me n Dad take 3 to Pasir Ris then change to MRT. She's holding on to this job. She's still working so hard because of me. I'm feel i'm the burden. Very afraid to disappoint her in the future. And what i fear most is that, she won't get to enjoy life. Fear she might suffer the same fate as my grandma (shez got terminal cancer when she just get e chance to rest after she slogged her whole life). Disappointed with my Dad. He just kept sleeping and didn't bother to wake up to massage for her. I think he can't stand bein a sweeper. Well, guessed he suffered grievances at work. Or hez just plain complainy. Was just hoping he'll share the burden. He's like e king at home. When hez thirsty, someone will hafta serve him. When he finishes his food, he'll just leave the utensils on e table. But he did his part at home. Crap. i wana shuddup. Goodnight.


ninnnnniee bitChed madly at 1:22 AM