I think I need to sweat. Since fasting month, I have not pay the gym visits.
Its 14! Not my fav date nor a lucky number of mine but it is infrequent. Dad called me first thing in the morning, we had little talk. And mum, I know you want the best for me and I respect you for that. But I never like to be directed or ordered.
I realize I am no longer the small little daddy’s girl. I have grown up. I remember when I was much younger, being his favorite he came up lots of nick name for me and gets tease everyday. I love him to bits. He and mum is my role model. They have given me and my sibling the best.
Unlike some parents, we were not spoilt with luxury. We were brought up with a balance of everything. What most important to them is the brain. They would struggle in getting us the best education. They also taught us the hard way, where we learn to appreciate life. I know never to them wants us to have hard time in life, but again they want us to be independent.
With my parent’s background, growing up in the brand wasn't easy. I only notice how much I and my sibling’s value few years back. Thank you to our parents that we weren’t blinded with it since the cat was out of the bag when all are big enough to be evaluated. Dad always reminds us to achieve our own. Which sometime I fail to understand because he keep on providing, feeling guilty for the pause of 5 years.
I am knackered sometime to be judge not for myself, but for the brand I carry. Where as me, not knowing anything feel ashamed and like Dib said, she just wanted to stand up and says we are who we are. Please don’t put a big tape on our forehead that we are the grand-daughter of the late
*Note: omg! got to get them (:


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