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Young Adult

Should I start with "what a weekend?"

But I found it negative so I am not gonna use that. So, let start over.

I always, though I actually feeling like in denial, I realize that I avoid to be a grown up. I refused to drive here and there - I basically still relying on my parents to drive me around, I never work in a place for more than 5 years, basically I am a commitment freak kinda person I guess? No, I am not sure, I never been in a serious relationship before, getting things serious always scare the hell of me. Yea, I guess?

Actually, I always thought that I would grow up after I settled down. Like most people I know. They were childish before, still am.. but of course marriages mature them. I think I would be like them, someday. 

But I didnt realize that clock ticking, people grows older and my parents getting older, I think I need to grow up. By myself. 

Last Saturday I drove back to my hometown for the voting responsibility, well, Done my part now. It was okay in the highway until around 2 km to the tunnel, the traffic jam began. I was 5:30 am from the Gombak toll and yes, I did the air filling into the car's tyres myself! :D First time - without my dad or any other experienced drivers :P

The traffic was seriously slow moving until we passed by tunnel and suddenly my car got hit by this Unser driver, I called him Pakcik PAS Kelate. Cuz he talked in Kelate accent and the car plate was D% and he got all the PAS stickers on the windows. Since we were slow moving, the crash wasnt that bad. I saw just a small dent on my bumper. So we settled. 

The real deal was, I had to change my bumper cuz the bumper was made of plastic kinda thing and you cant simple ketuk like the metal stuff, so it kinda cost me a fortune.. :( However, I dont really regret this, the pakcik if he is honest anyway he would have give me his number right.. just in case. But he didnt, all I can just pray him a little prayers and may all the good things come back to me then. Amin.

Anyway, Baby Beth ( thats how I called my Myvi ) looks so rock chic with black bumper. I havent got time and money for the paint job. :) Dad said it could have wait so ok. 

My grandma was already in the hospital when I arrived home, Mom looked a bit tired, she complained she doesnt have enough sleep. On Sunday morning, Dad told us Mom admitted in the hospital for hypertensive urgency. The bp was high, around 220 for upper reading. She needed much rest. It feels weird though cuz Mom never admitted and she was in the same ward with her own mother. 

That was the time I felt like a grown up. Though my dad was around, drove us everywhere but I did a little things like packing things for my mom, planning the meals for the family. My younger sister clearly matured than me, she took care of my grandma.. massaging her, even bathe her, grandma is bedridden. Poor her. I salute my sis for that.. Mom said she has this natural talent to be a nurse, I told her she wanted to be a nurse before ( which later denied by my sister ) :)

Anyway, since yesterday Dad started his kebun activities and started working today, I became the family driver :D I gotta face my fear on the heavy traffic and stuff, but I guess I cant manage it without my sister. Seriously.. 

So Mom finally discharged today, supposedly yesterday but Doc was busy and attended to her at nite, so it was the specialist that discharged my mom today. ( The specialist was kinda hot :P ) I went back to KL around 3pm after settling things at home. Kinda relief that at least she can rest at home. I was hoping not to leave for KL with her still warded, Alhamdulillah. 

Tonite I while lounging in front of Telly, I got the chance to watch this Charlize Theron's Young Adult - which kinda inspired this blog post. Although I was thinking for something less material and physical, but somehow it doesnt came out as what I thought of. I dunno, maybe cuz I havent write for so long.. or

Guess I should call it a nite then. Big Day at the new workplace tomorrow.. yea.. it is.


luv - Amy


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