my sweaty palms.

Sunday, December 9, 2007

my initial plan was to update about the blast i had yesterday,
but i decided to do that tomorrow instead.

i received an email from dad, who is currently in thailand.
here's a gist of what he wrote:

Apa khabar Kakak? Semua OK ke? How’s your school? Ayah nak cakap sikit ni, Akak dah berhenti kerja ke belom? Kalau Akak tak kerja lagi, nanti Ayah kasi duit belanja lebih sikit. Duit hand phone tu Ayah leh tolong boleh bayar sikit-sikit.

here's what i replied to him:

hello.

akak dh tk keje langsung.
tapi akak tgh cari. tknk susahkan ayah.
ari tu mama bebel psl ayah kena byr tu, bayar ni, then uat pe akak nk mintak duit skola lebih?
akak tau drpd dulu akak slalu susahkan ayah.
ni akak nk cari keje aru pun psl nk byr bil hp tu sume.
mama pun mana suke tgk muke akak kat umah pe.
bab tu akak klua. klua pun psl nk cari keje hujung minggu.

bilangkan mama, dh bagus tau akak tk mintak mama duit tau.
akak dh third year kat poly, duit utk beli filming tapes ngan class funds sume akak lum byr,
psl akak tkde duit.
akak pernah tk mintak mama?
tk pernah tau.

hp akak ilang ari tu, akak beli second hand hp sendiri, duit sampai abes.
mana de suroh mama atau ayah belikan?

sudahla, nk cerita panjang2 psl hal duit ni sume uat pe.
tkya nk risau. akak tgh cari keje. tkya org tua akak susah2 byrkan pape.

bye.


then i burst into tears.
more. later.

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