Woke up on this first day of 2014 and realised it was half past 10. Shit, I thought to myself... Did my parents go to the market without me?!
Called my mom and she was already at the market. I felt so cheated because my father totally forgot to wake me up. I was really looking forward to eat breakfast with them at the market on this first day of new year. Should've just relied on myself and set the alarm. I was really very upset.
Ok, maybe it's a chance to meet my other friends for breakfast. But nobody seemed to be awake/free/lived too far away. It was too bad a morning that any bad breakfast would mean disaster. I don't want that to happen so I made my way down to WM newly opened Ya Kun table for 1. I haven't ate Ya Kun since I came back.
Super lucky, got a hard yolk. Nanyang kopi and toast was good though. But my second cup of kopi o had an insect smell. I never smell or taste any insect before but it's that kind of smell that makes you think of insects.
Took the bus back and just a few minutes after I reached home, my parents left for my grandma's for mahjong. I felt so cheated and upset again. Such a bad first day. I hope this first day will not reflect how it is going to be like for the rest of the year.
Days like this I just wished I'm away because then at least I felt appreciated. The first week after coming back I could easily get all the attention I wanted from my parents. Oh no, why do I expect so much and need so much attention?
At least I ate Ya Kun and Popiah today. Finally.
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