12.9.05
i resolve to treat my mum nicer.
yes. and i hope i keep by my resolve.
i dun hav to treat my dad nicer. cos i already do. ok mayb i can treat him a BIT nicer, but yeah u get the point. my dad's the best dad in the world. he understands me. i can communicate with him. he reasons well. he lets me do whatever i want as long as its reasonable. and i tell him what i'm doing. we laugh and do things together.
my mum on the other hand is abit tricky. sometimes she's very nice. but those are rare occasions. she nags alot and i know that its cos shes concerned about me. which is very nice of her but the reason why i still cant stand it is cos i feel its misplaced concern. like when she nags at me day and night cos i bathe late. the convo always goes the same way:
"why u always bathe so late?!"
"ok ok i'm gg to bathe soon"
"yar but thats still late, why cant you bathe earlier?!"
"cos i've got stuff to do (which might not be entirely true) but anw why cant i bathe at this time? its not say very late what"
"its late! and u're going to get a headache again!!"
"but i told u my headaches not due to bathing late"
"but it is! when you bathe late and your hair is wet you'll get a headache!! (what kind of link is that?!)"
"no but i dun wash my hair when its very late and anw i blow dry before i sleep if i do!"
but she'll continue on her stand and sometimes her arguments dun even link or make sense. until we'll jus stomp off in opposite directions, both very upset. it happens so often i dun even know why i'm not numbed by it all. but i'm just not. my heart seems to have the capacity to keep getting hurt all over and over again. i think i must have a very big heart.
so anw i started reflecting and guess what. i decided that i should just comply to some of her requests even if i dun believe in the bathe late = headache theory etc. that would make her really happy and i would get less naggings. win-win situation? hopefully. unless she de2 chun4 jing4 chi3 and like ask me to sleep at 10pm etc (oh btw she does still ask me to do that on some of her quirky nights).
yep now everyone must think i'm a goody goody gal but actually i'm super rebellious (or at least thats what my mum says i am). nonetheless this conclusion still came about because i realised how blessed i am. my mum's actually really good to me. it was pouring today (the kind where even the bus stop shelter seems useless in keeping out the rain) and alot of ppl, including me, were huddled at the bus stop. waited for so long for the rain to get less heavy but it didnt so many jus dashed out n ran all the way home. no doubt they'll be soaked to the skin. i was contemplating walking in the rain but then i concluded i shldnt and my mum said she could come n get me. in fact in the car back she told me when she saw it was raining she wanted to go to the driving centre to pick me up, but i was already at the bus stop. awwww. so thoughtful.
and after much thorough reminiscence, i realised this is not a one-off occasion. yep thats the best part. my mum has been doing things for me, buying stuff for me (not as in things i ask her to buy, but things i mention and which seem insignificant, but she takes notice and sometimes surprises me with her buy), all these of which i take forgranted.
oh dear, i really must treat my mum nicer.
i fluttered by;
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