
That's my family -beam- and my bf.
I'm really proud of them. And you know when it comes to family I think I'm one of the luckiest people around. My parents have conservative values but liberal thinking. I actually call my dad " Ah Tan" in private and we can joke around. Of course when we are really bad he scolds us but thats rare. He also always spoils us..he'll drive to the MRT station to pick me up if I come home late at night. Cos he doens't want me to walk. Of course my mum does the same for me and for him.
In fact, in my family, my mum takes the car. My dad takes the train to work. My mum ferries us kids to school all the time. To and from school. Rarely do my sisters take public transport...for me, I felt guilty as I grew older so sometimes I would insist on taking bus even if my "stop" was along the way for my parents. A little ridiculous I know. My mum was the one who scolded and nagged. But I still remember when I was young, she would sit with me and wait for the ice cream man to come by so we could buy ice cream. Or we would sit at the door step eating mammie (the maggie noodle snack with the blue monster). She sacrificed a lot for me, for us.
My sisters are great people with high standards to live up to. But I think they are doing a great if not better job of it. My 2nd sis is exceling at school, juggles 4 official CCAs (2 hardcore ones) and still manages to not start to abuse herself. Of course this has resulted in family time being sacrificed, which I don't really like..but oh well, what to do? I just hope she spends more time at home when I head back to Berkeley.
My youngest sister is in the RP. Shes actually doing philosophy!! Something I only heard about. Never really read a book on it, unless you count the Sun tze and Confucian stuff. Shes a smart kid. Tallest among us. And I think she will grow up to be chio. Maybe even REAL model material. Right now though, shes still gawky and you know..teenagey but of course that will all change.
I think I'm really lucky, or blessed. The only thing? I guess it could be good if we had a brother who could play/talk soccer with my dad (I do that a bit now but too little I think), who could fix the lights. But I guess thats what BFs/ husbands are for?
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