Happy Birthday Pappy!

Born 53 and he is 53 years old today.

Still so young and so cool.

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We had dinner in Rakuzen, Hartamas Shopping Centre and the food was really good. I mean really really good. My uncle, his girlfriend and my cousins were there too.

Tomorrow I’m going to get Pappy a gift when he goes out to play tennis. I have had no chance to get something for him since we came back yesterday because I was always by his side. I know it’s a little late but it’s better than not giving him anything because it just feels so weird. I would get him something every year on his big day so I think I must get him something this year even though I think he already has everything. And I honestly don’t know what to buy for him. A card is a must though.

And now that my sister is away. I feel that I must take care of my parents. Especially my mum, she worries practically about everything and now that I will be home alone, she is always asking me if it’s okay.

Really, I’m going to be okay. Yea, I might cry but it’s going to be just for a while when I realise that I’m going to be on my own. Like last night, when I lie down on the bed, the pull-over in Iris’s room where I would sleep when my parents are here, I cried a little because Iris is no longer sleeping on the bed next to me. And I miss her.

Mum came and slept with me when she knew I wasn’t sleeping on Iris’s bed. And My God, she snored so loud. I’ve never heard her snoring that loud before but I smiled when she snored even though it woke me up at 1 am that is because I know she’s sleeping really soundly. Mum sometimes do not sleep well and has trouble sleeping.

I woke up to join Pappy who could not fall asleep too. We were watching football, I wasn’t really watching. Just reading some mails sent to us when we were away for 2 weeks while hugging Pappy on the sofa like how we would hug when I was little.

Iris has been sending me SMSes to ask me to her this and that and so it’s going to be another parcel sent to her. She also warned me to warn the others not to open the right drawer of her wardrobe because that’s where her secret lies. So, no matter how tempting it is, I have warned Mum not to open it and have also put up a notice on the drawer which reads, “IRIS SAYS DO NOT OPEN THIS DRAWER OR YOU’LL SUFFER THE FIST OF FURY”. (I think I’ve watched the Nokia advertisement in the cinema for too many times.)

When you love someone so much, doing things for them is not a chore but it’s happiness.

I don’t know lah. A day after I left Cardiff, where Iris is studying, I saw a bookmark with a mouse on it and I wanted so much to buy it for her which I did. And so, I didn’t really buy anything for myself during the trip. It’s for friends and some kind soul out there.

You have a good Sunday. I’m back to editing pictures.

5 thoughts on “Happy Birthday Pappy!

  • October 1, 2006 at 3:38 pm
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    WAHAHAHA the Nokia ad is funny now, and useable.
    Hmm… I only give my dad a card every year, why daddy is so pai seh to read the card every year but collect it in the drawer? *weirdo*

  • October 2, 2006 at 2:28 am
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    Maybe pretending to be pai seh but actually so happy inside.

  • October 3, 2006 at 5:47 am
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    Hi Grace,

    Did you go around UK? Cardiff is lovely! You must have taken the good weather home with you because autumn is finally truly here now(after you’ve gone home)! Your trip sounds wonderful ๐Ÿ™‚

  • October 3, 2006 at 5:48 am
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    Btw, Cardiff is a good university; you must be really proud of your sister! ๐Ÿ™‚

  • October 3, 2006 at 11:37 am
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    Cardiff is lovely, that’s true. Was there for 3 nights. Helping Iris to settle in. Stay tuned for more pictures!

    I am proud of her and being around Cardiff makes me want to go study too. She just sent me an email, asking me to send over some stuff. She may be working part time at a restaurant and joining the badminton squad over there for the Nottingham games. So you see, I think she’s having a great time already in such a short time. ๐Ÿ™‚

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