Well somehow yesterday I came to the end of my patience when everything and everyone changes my plan and wants me to comply to their each and every plan. But then come on, I too am a person who have needs and wants.
Just when I thought that I can go back to my place and tidy things up, put things in order. Then someone had to change my plans. Telling that I don't have to go back. Why do I want to go back? That I don't care for my family. And soo on...so that practically is a mood turn off. So I say way ever and stayed back.
Then the next morning, they said go back after breakfast. So I said fine and followed for breakfast. After breakie, I gave my baby a call to see how is she doing and if she was awake. We were talking like normal and soo on. Later during the conversation, she started to sound sad and upset. When ask her why, she answered me in a sad, crying voice that I told I wil come up this weekend. But that was a joke that we were playing. But she took seriously and to and extend that it turned off my mood.
So I persuaded and chased my parents home for me to get my car and drive to kampar. She never think that it is the end of the week and everyone would have left town and now heading back to KL. So on my way there, it rained heavily, the traffic on the road back to KL was bad. So I knew what is waiting for me on my way back.
Well since this has past, I don't want to dwell into this. But I'm still human and I do need people to think of me sometimes and also think a few steps ahead. In that way, it can reduce any problem in the future. I am patient, but there is a limit to how far it can be stretched.
Just when I thought that I can go back to my place and tidy things up, put things in order. Then someone had to change my plans. Telling that I don't have to go back. Why do I want to go back? That I don't care for my family. And soo on...so that practically is a mood turn off. So I say way ever and stayed back.
Then the next morning, they said go back after breakfast. So I said fine and followed for breakfast. After breakie, I gave my baby a call to see how is she doing and if she was awake. We were talking like normal and soo on. Later during the conversation, she started to sound sad and upset. When ask her why, she answered me in a sad, crying voice that I told I wil come up this weekend. But that was a joke that we were playing. But she took seriously and to and extend that it turned off my mood.
So I persuaded and chased my parents home for me to get my car and drive to kampar. She never think that it is the end of the week and everyone would have left town and now heading back to KL. So on my way there, it rained heavily, the traffic on the road back to KL was bad. So I knew what is waiting for me on my way back.
Well since this has past, I don't want to dwell into this. But I'm still human and I do need people to think of me sometimes and also think a few steps ahead. In that way, it can reduce any problem in the future. I am patient, but there is a limit to how far it can be stretched.
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