When things seems to be fall apart,

only then you realize that things has started to fall together.

The reason of what(s) and why(s) that we had no answer for, 

slowly revealing themselves giving us surprises.

Last week is so packed that I feel like a subway sandwich. Full loaded. On Saturday 14^th of April, my parents came to Shah Alam for my sister convocation on Sunday. They planned to come a day earlier to spend some time with my sister and I. We purposely booked a homestay which is just a few units away from our place (my sister and I rent a house with another nine girls, ofc we can’t invite our family in, hhuhu). They also brought our youngest brother and sister together for short getaway.

On Saturday morning, my sister has been trying to call the owner but no one pick up the calls nor reply messages we sent. Until my parents had arrived, they still need to wait in the car, in heavy rains. I am so fed up with their service that I let it out when I meet their staff. They should have called us earlier to inform us that they changed the plan to pass the key at home to their hotel, but they didn’t give us a call at all!! Frankly, I won’t be this mad if it was only me, but it was my parents who need to wait hours before they can finally rest their body. Our parents are not so young anymore, they get tired easily and we only want to provide the best for them, so yes, I just scold them both for poor service.

On Saturday night, when everyone left for dinner, I left for work. I feel really bad for not being able to join my family. It is not easy for them to come here though. I get on the vessel at night and I arrived home at 12.30pm. I still remember my boss asked me to get myself a boyfriend, then I told him, “working twenty-four hours on standby mode and get on board in the middle of night, do you still think that I have time for something uncertain?” or maybe, it was just an excused to play along with the answer I have really had, but hey, no one really knows kan.

On Sunday morning, my sister has been so busy and nervous and time flies so fast. When my parents left for my sister convocation, I brought two youngest members in family to Setia City. Actually, I just do not know where to bring them. I don’t know which part of Shah Alam should I show them. Not because there is no interesting place to go, but because there is none that I know. And I don’t think that I am such an explorer. I just go to places I knew. And yeah!! My wallet is so sedih treating them for Seoul Garden!! (they not even eat for second round! So not steamboat & grill kinda person la my babies) #hate

On Sunday evening, I brought my brother and sister to UiTM Shah Alam. The ceremony was about to finish, so we bought some flowers for our sister. After that, we go makan because my parents were so hungry waiting in the hall, while I am too full that I can't feed myself any food on the table. When it times for us to part, I feel so sad. I feel so hiba that I can feel my blood rushed up to my face and that sting feelings in my heart. I don't know why, but I just need some more time with them.

The next day, Monday 9th of April, I still had some fever combo with flu and cough. I am so tired from yesterday yesterday and now my supervisor seems to pick things on me! I am so tired already, can anyone just stop adding up the pain? but he's not listening, hence,...there...we fight! I am talking back and raising my voice, so he feels wronged because no intern ever raise her/his voice towards him. He called me rude and I say "terserahlah kau lah" in a very very hopeless tone. because I think, I just don't care -- anymore.