on growing up

Jan 21, 2010 05:17

Ever since I was little, I have had a bright red blanket that I frequently use. it was a nice thick cotton blanket that had a good weight and could double up as a hugger when balled up. I liked this blanket so much that I would sometimes get it right after laundry just to use it again. It has comforted me through cold nights, helped me sweat out most of my fevers and most of the time just there to be something nice to rub my feet on. It has gone through so much that ive had to repair it more than a couple of times just for it to be useable again.

A lot of people ask me why I decided to skip school this term and just go for residency. Apart from the very evident burn out, a lot of things have happened and are happening right now; but mainly, I quit because my grandmom is already bedridden and im afraid that she might conk out anytime soon-I want to be there when she goes out. I don’t want to get home from school or an org  meeting  just to find out that my grandma has already passed. She means that much to me.

A few days ago, I just gave my personal information to a company that I have been accepted in to-my first real company with a real payslip. Working part-time from home and earning a few bucks is quite ideal considering that im the designated nurse for granny these days.

I don’t drink more than twice a week anymore.

I’ve been the household repairman cleaning the aircon, refitting its drainage, making new clotheslines, fixing doors etc.

A former flame is now happily attached with a common friend. im happy for them. a bit jealous but happy nevertheless.

Three days ago, I found my blanket in the rag bin; torn up into nice little squares used for wiping counter tops and stoves. I’ll miss it dearly.

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