Well, pardon me for my absence. 4 months in exact. I almost forgot how to blog!

I did not deliberately abandon this abode of mine for no reason, I just had my focus on things that matter more than just writing my diary. It has been a very very very stressful few months for me, and alot of factors came in for that. Studies was my main concern of course, secondly was of course my dad and other things would be like how Hugo would totally diss me for technology and not having a stand as a man. Seriously? Mama’s boy.

For starters, I’ve finished my second semester in uni as well as my final year! So the next time I start I’ll be a final year student. I must say I’m pretty confident with my performance in the recent semester, one thing’s for sure I have definitely stepped up a notch on my efforts as well as my time management. Other than being occupied with assignments and meeting deadlines, I’ve been busy helping out with the family in many ways that I can. I do house chores whenever I can and being the spokesperson for my family when I stumble upon friends and acquaintances of the family. It doesn’t sound much like a job but seriously, it’s not easy to juggle studies and family.

As I am away most of the weekdays for class, most of the house work is left to my mum and obviously she wouldn’t wait until I return in the evening to do anything. So most of the time I got burned for not doing anything at home, and trust me justifying it to my mum is utterly useless. I’m glad December’s here, although this year totally passed by so fast. I’m just glad that now I have one less commitment towards my studies, temporarily of course. So now I have more time for myself and family. I forgot how was it like to hang out with friends, talk and do nothing that is remotely beneficial until yesterday where after months of abstinence I’ve finally sung in a karaoke lounge, ventured to the arcade just to waste money. It was fun!

And in whim, it’s been 8 months since my parents moved up to Penang. I forgot how was it like to live alone in this apartment, in a way I miss my private space, the kitchen especially. Prior to my parent’s move, I would wake up in the morning, go for a brisk walk to Gurney Drive before adjourning to the market to buy stuffs to cook for dinner. I miss preparing ingredients for the slow cooker, purchasing poultry and vegetables for stir frying but I guess for now it’s a job better suited for my mum. What she doesn’t know is when she cooks, I indirectly observe her to get some tips for my cooking skills.

Throughout this year, my responsibility at home grew and I’m liking it. My parents are dependable on me for running errands, doing official documenting and handling their businesses. Now it’s not just all about my brothers anymore, and heck my brothers aren’t even around enough so perhaps that’s why I became the errand girl but nevertheless I’m happy to be of help instead of being the one always left at home to do nothing but sit by the sidelines.

The prospect of turning 21 on the 14th isn’t that daunting anymore, and I don’t expect any presents. I have everything I needed from people who cares. My parents gave me a “new” car as opposed to my initial car which was sold off to my Ipoh neighbour, they made me able to pursue higher education, they gave me 2 credit cards for careful and emergency perusal, they renovated the entire apartment and my room is totally perfect now, and most importantly my family is more tight knit than ever. Other than that, I got a Coach bag, a camera, a holiday trip and another upcoming one next year and many more to come. So I guess it’ll be a tad greedy for me to ask for a birthday present.

I’m very contented; and all I’m asking for are things that money can’t buy. I want my dad to be hip and healthy again, no more depending on the oxygen concentrator, no more taking medicine at 8am and 8pm every single day, no more confinement in the house and laying in bed all day long.

♥ Wendy