my mum and dad never attempt those(point below) to me or my brother. maybe they are kinda conservative. so hugging, pecking on the cheeks or simply a word of 'i love you' are not common to them, or maybe i should say they regard these as foreign displays of affection. but that doesn't mean they don't love me and my brother. i know clearly and deeply that they love me more than they love themselves, from the fact that they slogged so hard just to earn the bucks for our education and our well being. the ability to have a desktop, one laptop each for me and my bro, the wireless network, the phone and the monthly bills, the nutritious meals every dae and DUH, this lovely and comfortable home, all these are what dad and mum give us. there are kids who asked for more, but i don't, simply because i know they've given me the best - their love and concern which they don't ask for in return.

mum knows i love to eat porridge. and i know she needs to rush to work every morning, certain mornings rushing off without breakfast. and knowing i've a paper in the afternoon and that i won't go down to buy breakfast, she woke up at 430am to prepare porridge for me. (see the smiles on my face now) and when i came back from exams today, i was seriously hungry, and it was raining like DAMN HEAVILY. but mummy forsake her favourite tv show and went to buy food for me, returned home drenched. She leaves the best food for me and my brother. food that is going to be expired she will finish them up instead. no matter how tired she gets after work, she will make sure she irons our clothes, so that me and my brother go out neatly worn.

dad went overseas to work for almost a week already. Maybe i've grown up. i used to not think of him whenever he went overseas (especially his safety since he works on board) when i was young. so whenever he returned back, i just looked forward to whatever small gifts he bought back. But recently, before i headed on to bed, i feel kinda worried for his safety. what if smth happened to him over there. all these thoughts came across my mind while i have my daily prayers before bed. and, todae before dinner, he called back (the smiles on my face), asking me to the phone, he asked about me, my exams, and reminded me to slp early and not to make mum angry. i don't deny that i have few topics to talk to my dad whenever hes home. maybe because since young he has been out of house working and we don't really have much time to spend with him.

my dear brother. no matter how heated our arguments are, i know he cares for me. and he knows it best too, that i care for him. just a 'eh, good luck for your paper' from him to me this morning makes me smile.

i love these 3 people in my life. they're the protagonists in this life story of mine. without them, there won't have any meaning in it. they're just like my heart pump, my veins and arteries. and believe me, i will lay down my life for them, just them.

sometimes i just feel like
1) apologizing to them, especially my mum for shouting/screaming at her, making her cry.

2) spending more time with dad and knowing him more

3) telling my brother that he's the best brother

i don't ask for much, i just want them to be happy and safe. nothing more. (:

thanks mum, dad and bro. i love you.

love,
your daughter/sister