I hope the time would just stop. The weekend world stop right at this moment and not let weekdays come. So I can just have both Saturdays & Sundays to take care of you and see you getting better and better each day. But the reality is no. I can't have that. Its the 7th day of you being unwell and 3rd day of you got admitted. &
Tonight, you smiled. and we talked and talked and talked. Well, at least I talked and you listened, and you smiled for me. I'm glad. I'm happy. It was the first time since you got sick. :(
And, each time, I held my tears back and not let them fall by turning away. Don't want you to see me sad. I gotta be strong.
My day was practically not so fun. It was full of everything. I mean, anxiousness, fears, worries, and physical tiredness besides all the emotions thingy spurring on my head. and clouding up my heart as it beats faster and faster.
Sigh. That was before I got to know that my father wasn't feeling very well. Abah, my father is the person in the family that whom I will be helplessly worried if he got sick. Why? I don't know. Maybe he is my father, well any children in the universe would feel worried for their father too. So yea.
Erm, maybe I'm close to him. & when he isn't feeling well, I will be very scared and start to let my imagination runs wild like a wild stallion. At one point I would just silently cry myself to sleep.
Please Ya Allah, grant my father, mother and my loved ones a good health. Amin. Amin.
I don't like people I love being unwell. Sometimes I just wanna be strong and be there for them, but I, myself would then just fall sick. Terrible me!
I pray that Abah will be ok, no more pain.
I pray that you'll get better, no more fever-ish and puking.
Ahem, so the first day isn't that scary after all. Just tired.
Well maybe i just have to get the hang of it and soon it will be ok. The mind and body still need to re-adapt the post holidays mood and get back to the i-must-study-or-else mood. Hehe. Its pretty much tiring.
Lecturers are, so far so good. Subjects, besides statistic 1-1-6-5-8-7-6-5-4-3-4-9-0-9-8-6, everything seems fine. Law, Malaysian Politics, etc.
So, will try my best.
On the other side, during the not-so-long bored holidays, i kind-of spent my time on reading books. & this is one of them.
A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini. This is just a brilliant and beautifully written book. It is full of emotions. Full of it. You can project every chapters in your mind and as if you are watching a priceless movie. I simply just can't get enough of it! The storyline is amazing. Ah.. You, if you have not read it yet, go and grab one.
Watched Kung Fu Panda 2 with him and the nieces and nephew. Fun. :)
So I was kinda blur at first because I didn't watch Kung Fu Panda 1, but slowly I understood. Well, its a must-see-family-type kind of movie. Bring your kids, little cousins, they definitely will enjoy it. Funny and teary. Moral values. Much can be learnt.
Last night, family time. Watched X-Men together.
I like it. But mommy said she prefer Pirates 4 than X-Men. :/
Neh, I don't know.
Maybe Im a geek. That is why superhero fascinates me,a lot! Superpower. Yeah. :D
Superhorror? No? Hihihi
A tad bit disappointed that he couldn't join, it could be much more merrier, but its alright, we understand, I understand. Anyhow, enjoyed the family time together, had lots of laughs and crazy talk with the brothers. Hehe. Wow, how we have changed and all grown up. :)
How time flies? We wonder. But yah, that's how it works on earth. :)
Term break is almost over, I mean, its over. Class starts on Monday. Hi Monday! *shrugs*
Deep down inside, i'm actually glad its over though. Having nothing to do somehow bring out the lazybum-ness and the cause of gaining this stubborn-McD-snacks-M&M's-chips extra calories. Not that I needed them,but yes they showed up. Ish. :/ I blame myself. Heh.
Sent baba and mama off to the airport. Back to Penang. Like always, tearing inside. *sniffs*
Traveling with a love-to-nag grandmother and an angelic-sweet grandaunt is pretty handful, I would say. Heh. Tiring. But fun.
So, we checked-in and off into the departure hall. And theres this section where they need to check your boarding pass, and you need to go through it one-by-one. So yea, grandma was asked for her boarding pass i guess. And this is how it went.
guy :hi good afternoon aunty, can I see your pass? *smiling face*
grandma : what pass?
guy :ooh, the pass that they gave you? Did they?
grandma :*trying to be funny or...don't know what happened then* OH, sudahbuanglo,tiadasudah.
guy :*o.O face*
Heart attack much. I jumped into the conversation and chingchong ling long with her, and there it is, her boarding pass, the piece of paper she was holding all the time. She didn't understand what the guy asked for.
So basically, the guy just starred at us. With his eyes like this O.O. He was puzzled I guess. A Malay lady and an old Chinese woman??
He made a hand gesture, pointing to her while looking at me.
me :my grandmother *smile*
guy :Ooh. Wow. *Silence* Miss, you can seat over the priority seats okay, I will call you and your grandmothers up first.
And again, when he called us up, yes, it was because of the two lovely grandmothers of mine. So when were the first who board on the flight.
Grandma then confused and asked,
grandma :why are we the first one to go? why is he being so nice to you? why this, why that along the way.
me :*tired of Whys* Oh, I gave him a flying kiss *pout*
Well of course NOT! Simply just because they are the elderly. :/
The NasiKandar shop that's always full of people and they need to queue-up for it. That's why its called 'NasiKandarBeratur'.
Ooh, I love the Indian Street. Just for a moment, I thought I was in Mumbai.
Hindi love songs. Sarees hanging outside the shops. Punjabi suits. Henna. Colorful bangles.
Although it was really really warm and humid, but I didn't mind.
Overall, it was a fun trip. Happy with the shopping and good food! :)