I heart my mum and dad
today was the first official day when i start my work.
it was a hectic day, fixing up the sound system, arranging the layout and playing different sorts of music when the training session went on depending on the atmosphere they're trying to build. i'm working for adam khoo's learning technologies grp, btww, in case i havent told youu.
i think i like this job. very challenging, sth crops up and it's up to me to solve it. And i get to hear their training sessions, for free and get paid for it.
Yesterday's seminar was about self-esteem, saying too low a self-esteem will lead to self-destruction. I was not really affected by that seminar because, to say the truth, my self-esteem is probably lower than usual, but the level where it'll be dangerous.
Today's session was particulary sad for me. I cried (more like teared) during work. so embarrasing. 0.oo
they were talking about parents and what they have done for us, yet we treat them for granted, wasting their hard work and money and being unsatisfied even if they try to fulfill our wants, but it is simply not there. the way they show love can be different and subtle, because all parents are imperfect, they have different ways of showing love.
so here i am now reflecting what my parents have done for me.
i love my mum:
because she does the housework
because she does all the little things to make me feel comfortable when i reach home from work or school; like brewing some tea, making orange juice, helping me keep dinner nicely in a microwavable container when i go home late.
because she buys me things i want, without complaining (sometimes she does, but it's because she knows it wont look good on me)
cooking delicious meals all the time
making my bed when i need to leave home very early and have no time to do it.
ironing my clothes.
taking care of me when i'm sick all the time.
loving me.
paying for my school fees.
buying insurance for me so i have money for further education and other sorts of insurance and paying premium every month.
giving me pocket money
my dad:
paying for my school fees for me.
paying for the house, water, electricity
driving me everywhere whenever it's convenient. (insisting to wait and send me home at night)
working so hard for the family that there are some ailments in his body.
not telling the family about it so that it doesn't worry us.
buying food for me whenever i have cravings like wanting to eat goreng pisang and shin cup.
doing housework when mum is lazy.
returning my library books when i get lazy.
Paying my fines.
keeping and treasuring a 'happy fathers day' card i made almost 10 years ago. that's the only card i made for him.
killing the insects in the house when i'm scared.
quit smoking (or smoke outside? haha) for the sake of the house.
and both of the lists go onn. there's too many to list.
i'm sorry mummy and daddy for being wilful and prideful and being rude to you. i will be more appreciative for what you have done and not take you for granted. because if i continue, i know i will live to regret it.
i love you both very very veryy much! :)
it was a hectic day, fixing up the sound system, arranging the layout and playing different sorts of music when the training session went on depending on the atmosphere they're trying to build. i'm working for adam khoo's learning technologies grp, btww, in case i havent told youu.
i think i like this job. very challenging, sth crops up and it's up to me to solve it. And i get to hear their training sessions, for free and get paid for it.
Yesterday's seminar was about self-esteem, saying too low a self-esteem will lead to self-destruction. I was not really affected by that seminar because, to say the truth, my self-esteem is probably lower than usual, but the level where it'll be dangerous.
Today's session was particulary sad for me. I cried (more like teared) during work. so embarrasing. 0.oo
they were talking about parents and what they have done for us, yet we treat them for granted, wasting their hard work and money and being unsatisfied even if they try to fulfill our wants, but it is simply not there. the way they show love can be different and subtle, because all parents are imperfect, they have different ways of showing love.
so here i am now reflecting what my parents have done for me.
i love my mum:
because she does the housework
because she does all the little things to make me feel comfortable when i reach home from work or school; like brewing some tea, making orange juice, helping me keep dinner nicely in a microwavable container when i go home late.
because she buys me things i want, without complaining (sometimes she does, but it's because she knows it wont look good on me)
cooking delicious meals all the time
making my bed when i need to leave home very early and have no time to do it.
ironing my clothes.
taking care of me when i'm sick all the time.
loving me.
paying for my school fees.
buying insurance for me so i have money for further education and other sorts of insurance and paying premium every month.
giving me pocket money
my dad:
paying for my school fees for me.
paying for the house, water, electricity
driving me everywhere whenever it's convenient. (insisting to wait and send me home at night)
working so hard for the family that there are some ailments in his body.
not telling the family about it so that it doesn't worry us.
buying food for me whenever i have cravings like wanting to eat goreng pisang and shin cup.
doing housework when mum is lazy.
returning my library books when i get lazy.
Paying my fines.
keeping and treasuring a 'happy fathers day' card i made almost 10 years ago. that's the only card i made for him.
killing the insects in the house when i'm scared.
quit smoking (or smoke outside? haha) for the sake of the house.
and both of the lists go onn. there's too many to list.
i'm sorry mummy and daddy for being wilful and prideful and being rude to you. i will be more appreciative for what you have done and not take you for granted. because if i continue, i know i will live to regret it.
i love you both very very veryy much! :)