thank god that both my grandparents are back home.
thank god i dun have to wake up early to go to the hospital anymore.
i thought things would turn out fine,
but it seems that the nightmare just started.
my ah gong, the stubborn little old man.
have been making things a little harder for us at home.
i guess he just yearns for our attention ba.
praying hard he is on his way to recovery. (:
it was after so many things that had befall to our family,
that i realised how noble my parents are.
every little things they do, just to keep our family going, makes me feel inferior.
as their elder child, i ought to be helping out now, to lighten off their burdens,
but i'm still here bumming around at home, wasting life away.
exams is just next week, and i had nothing in mind.
it sucks. and i hate myself for being so useless, a good for nothing!
for if i were to live without my parents, wad would i be?
thanks for being there,
my superman papa, my wonderwoman mama.
salutes**
and again, i'm no superwoman.