Sabtu, 12 November 2016

I am my dad's daughter.

My dad is one of the people that I know whom doesn't like to bother anyone, including his children. there's one time, early in the morning, there was fire near our house area. He silently took care of everything. if my brother weren't still at home at that time. we probably wouldn't know that our house was caught on fire til we got home from work that day.
the reason was he does not want to bother us at work....
Dad... ....
Well we were speechless

Few days ago my granma passed away. i didnt tell anyone that my granma passed away. cause I tot OK, this is my granma. I'm not as closed as my cousins and aunt who lived with granma. don't think that it would matter to anyone. so I didn't tell anyone. I did write something in soc med. wishing her goodbye. she was my grandmother afterall. I do love her. I do feel sad. I do want to express it. But it doesn't matter to anyone rite. this is between me and her. well my family and her.

apparently my friends didn't think so. for them, knowing about it accidentally is unacceptable. just because they called me casually to ask me whether I wanna go out with them and I answer I can't cause I'm at the funeral, my granma's funeral. they scold me cause I didn't tell them.
I tot...  Why should I tell anyone, it is not good news. I don't want to bother people, tell them what happened, hope they will come. I bet they have more important things to do. it was weekend after all.

tonight after everything's done. I realised ..  I'm becoming my dad....