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Finally met up ....

Square Glass

Isn't this glass nice?

I reached earlier than my arranged schedule for my facial session.
And was waiting at the lounge, while they serve me my requested warm water.
I like the glass.
Uniquely square....

Adoh finally had time for me....like wat? after 6 mths!!!
and it was within such short notice!
5pm she told me she could meet me tonite,
then wat abt my facial???
So, we decided to meet after my facial.
Which also means that i have to sacrifice my family time for her,
this is because i promise to come home for the leftover of dinner my mother prepared tonite.
This is starting to sound complicated.... heh heh
But my therapist couldn't finish my eye treatment for me. cos im running late for the appt.....
so, we'll keep it for my next session..... :)

We met up and had a quality chat.
There were some decisions to be made.
Some circumstances to be faced.
We are adults.
If it comes, we have to face it.

I came home and there's a plate of fried chicken wings, soup and vege waiting for me.
I know it sounds bloody sinful. but.....dun worry.... no rice... heh heh (wat a consolation huh)
anyway, my dad was saying "girl ar, i strike lottery, wat u wan from me?"
I goes, "keep it for urself then"
then i realise something....
this has always been the favourite question from him everytime he strike a lottery. yes, since i was very very young....
He is still treating me like a young child.
and actually, it feels good to be a young child agn,
so i changed my mind and said,
"ok, why dun we go for a dinner on sunday."
he agreed. with a smile.

i would have asked for x-box, barbie doll, playdoh or my melody haversack if i am still young...
hahaha....
nobody ever grows up in our parents' view.
We are still the young kid that needed their attention, their share of lottery winning....

:)





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