Friday, January 23, 2009

dreams

Indo…indo…I’ve been home almost a month. I’ve been meeting my family except those who live in overseas. I got together with my brother and sister, my friends. I feel so useless at home..lol…during the weekdays, mom and dad at work, my friends always on campus all day long. We chat by text message, by phone. Lol…sometimes, I’ll come with my dad to work with him, if he needs me as a translator in a meeting. Otherwise, I need to stay at home. Lol…I keep reading my book, I have finished research my school, and I’m waiting from them to give me the visa. J.
Yesterday, in the morning, dad woke me up a 6.30am to have breakfast together before he went to work. Oh daddy….so sweet!!! I used to live by myself for almost 7 years. I barely visited him. Now, I’m 20 years old, no longer a kid. He knows that I can’t be controlled anymore. Hahahahha…in fact, the breakfast hasn’t ready yet. Oh well, I’m going to cook American breakfast for him. Lol…he likes it though!!!(sip!! Not to stupid for simple cooking lha yah...)me? I got cereal and milk. He kept looking at me and asked: “makan ini setiap hari di us?” yoiiii…
We talked about my childhood. Lol…I looked so dumb. Interestingly, we had the same beverages, coffee….he was shocked, when he saw me had a cup of coffee. Hahahhaha…he asked me, “when did you start drinking coffee?” …”dad, I love coffee... (=P). In time, I’m mad that my parents are always busy all the time. But I do understand them. I won’t blame my parents with their busyness of working. I’m so grateful, i grown up this way, even they are busy with their jobs, and I take it as blessings. Sometimes, they have no time for their children, but we, three siblings, are so proud of PARIURY. I’m so blessed, live within my family; even they taught me discipline in life. They taught us everything. For me, they are angels. We’re all like to work. Somehow, the hobby of working came from the previous generation of pariury…hahaha. Days later, my dream is, I want to take my parents to NY, USA and live with me.

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