Saturday, April 28, 2007


There were a few things that made me frustrated but lets begin w my embarassing momento in school. Prepared a nice interesting ppt and even get Sharkira to edit it but was not able to feature it in assembly due to technical probs that ALWAAAAAYS choose me as a victim. So out of nowhere, i emerged w the talk on Earthquake with a 'blues' ppt spiraling the senior students into boredom. Believe me when i feel like a loser and the kids find me funny and lame probably. Thats wat happened when we all want to enforce engagement and filling up. Nevermindlah, sumting to laff at myself since my degree neither save me from being under someone nor made me perfecto.

Ok, moving to prissy pissy story...the agony of anxiety seeing the face u love, i waited since 3 pm for my husband. It was raining heavily and that made me part angry for making the route to me, unsafe. So i went tuition and came back at 7.30...the love one still not anywhere near to welcome me. He just left after fixing a faulty pipe but he was smart enough to just proceed to IRN n sign the giro form w/o me. We wont be able to make it there on time if he was to pick me after leaving home at 7 plus. So we hang out at the neighbourhood after visiting Fidya and the new office. Its gorgeous and amazing. To think that i doubt Shaiful when he wants to put his hard-earned savings into the company...i am glad that so fat, the company had proved me wrong. However, the day ended with screaming and shouting because of my frustration and his non-alert self. So many things to do and soo little time for him. He wont even compromise a day without me to get things done. I knoe not seeing him will upset me but at times, we have to sacrifice for his own sanity and good. He needs to see my face to make him sane but i cant be glad with just a drop by.

Another event that lead me to the depth of frustration is about my dad cpf. Oooh! I bet this is like the juiciest. Typical kids squabbling about daddy-o money even when dad still around. U see the dad is able to cash out a part of his cpf once his birthday arrive, to knoe dat he can only withdraw a poor sum cos he invested all his OA into investment link...the two daughters decide to find out how we can help him with that. Daughter A knoes wat to be done and think dat daddy shudnt put himself into any convenience as it can be settled by them and he just need to sign the letter of withdrawal. Daughter B insisted on daddy-o to go personaly there and get things signed. So of cos daddy adore the suggestion by daughter B and daughter A thinks its obnoxious. I dont get it when will ppl wake up from history. I did all my transfer of cpf investment at my convenience and shutting down of insurance policy asap with still at my convenience. The man came last night for dad to sign but he refused and so i just told the man, " Takperlah bang...dia tak nak sebab dia nak pergi sana sendiri." He replied but its inconvenientkan and this thing oredi here. I replied, " Biarlah dia nak susahkan diri dia." Dad was pissed hearing me said that and just went into the room. I have made a vow that wadeva happened to my family from yesterday onwards, i will not be bothered and will appear very non-chalant than ever. Shaiful think dat its not right but why shud i. The point of having the brain in the family is also futile here because i cant make things any better as they choose not to. Hail individualism...cos soon i probably be the individual that i once was...more intense. Kecik hati dat my dad gonna terminate the insurance plan that he got from me years back just cos her other afro now rebond pretty girl said we done need it. Just based on my earning. So sombong altho it may sound concern kononnya. I feel that my dad shud have the courtesy to ask me but i bet he think dat the money is not mine tho he bought the insurance for me. Tell me how betapa tak kecik hatinya si anak ini? I feel like not getting the 40k grant by govt since i am getting a hse nearby. I wont be surprise if he think dat its his money sumhow later when its a priviledge given to us. Lagipun, i think i dont deserve the cashlah cos i am sure dat my family dont need me anymorelah altho i stay nearby. I think its time for me to be the individual independent lady. Will start with walking to school instead of riding his bike. Bitter, yes i am and very. Pasal duit? Wadevalah asalkan i knoe wat i am feeling.

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