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Sunday, August 14, 2005
It's not easy to be me...>
Haiz... I'm pressured and i'm tired. I'm sick and tired of all the HDB yakkity yak crapz. Something funny and corrupted is going on. The receptionist said a one thing, the officer said another thing. They've been hiding something. The government is getting from bad to worst. Well, i dont think it's all Lee Kuan Yew's fault or his son's fault. The government organisations are simply getting from bad to worst. The recent LTA case that force everyone to leave their home in one month. That's not a nice option just because they wanna build the new MRT. Cant they at least shift them to somewhere closer to their current home? Give them proper subsidies? And HDB... claiming to "help" people, the $60,000 is not even enough open a new tender. STUPID!
And dad, i'm sorry to say that all your excuses about the past are crapz too. How come everything is fine when i take over? Why all the bills are nicely paid right now? Why did you delay everything? Why didn't you stop me and my siblings from being too spendthrift? Why you always splurge on us when you know you cant afford it? We wont hate you if you say "No". Why are you always helping your friends by giving them some money to help them pay their bills when you know that you yourself is in deep shit?
Dad, you always told me that life as a student is the best life. You always told me, "When you are a student, you dont have to worry about bills, you dont to worry about having not enough money." Well, i'm afraid you are so wrong right now. Even as a student, everyday i'm worried that the family doesnt have enough food on the table. Our family expenses is very high. But you never share with us and attempted to lower them. Right now, everyday i ponder, which expenses can be cut down. It's too late for you to go out and work. I need you to move on with the restaurant business. Your new income in your new job will be extremely low and it is not even enough to provide food on the table.
Everyday, i went out of the house with a nice smile. Almost everynight, i cried myself to sleep. Maybe i was put to a test by Allah. I wonder for how long before i can see sunshine...
