The reason behind it

Jun 26, 2010 01:41


I was casually talking to jt about how people always view me as a v strong person and I thought of a few incidents which I could relate to, that probably makes me the Cass today.

When I was young, I was sent to a student care centre cos I came from a dual income family. P1-p3 was spend in changi bethany church. Dad would drop me at the centre before he leaves for work.. Have my meal there, then leave for school on a school bus.
Finished lesson, I would play on the monkey bars till my father reached. If I'm lucky, I wait 10-15 minutes. If dad is stuck in a jam or he had errands to run, I would wait till the sky darkens and I was the only one left at the monkey bars. There was once I waited till it got so dark and I went to the nearest public phone to page my dad!
(at that time, pagers were common) and when he finally arrives, I cried like mad cos I was so afraid to be left alone.

Travelled back and forth school since p4 and come home to an empty home every day after school. But family reunion dinners happen daily. Yet, now, it happens once a year. And sometimes, it's once every 2 years. Miss steamboat sessions with my family, the chit chat and the washing up at blk 235 pasir ris.

My family never once came to any of my Lang song competition or prize giving ceremony. And at that time, I thought it was okay. I don't know if I secretly wanted them to be there or not.. Because I never knew how it feels like to have someone rooting for me. My dad would pick me up from the school tho, after my competitions, and I thought that was probably a consolation!

But all in all. I never bear any grudge. (partly because I thought it was normal during those times). Because without these, I would probably expect a lot from the people around me. But no. This is probably the reason why I believe in fighting everything for myself and making the best out of everything I do.

Haha emo. But nonetheless, it builds my character.

Night everyone! :)

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