Drained out
After today’s training, I went to Tarah Merah MRT to wait for Alex’s mum’s car to arrive. We went to have a lunch first then Moral Angel Home – a home for the aged.
It was my 1st time visiting it. Alex and I were assigned to an old lady for the outing to Marina Barrage. Well, I am not too sure if I was in one of my best mood or I am naturally patient towards elderly. Ha ha. Why do I say so? Basically, she suffers from short-term memory (Erm. Not the one which people proclaim to be but it is really an illness) so I had to repeat the same thing over and over again. In every 5-15 minutes, she would ask, “What is your name?” – Yes, like she had never asked you before. And, she would usually reply by saying, “Oh. What a nice name. My name is…” – By the way, she speaks English. I was quite lucky because sis said that the way I speak Hokkien is like how dad speaks English. =x In another word, I speak very badly. Ha. Even my best spoken language, Mandarin has been deteriorating even since my Secondary school days. =/ I think one day I might stop speaking because people would no longer understand what I am trying to bring across. =x
In any way, I still smiled at her like I just met her. Being patient is the key! The journey on the bus to the destination was very entertaining because 2 of the volunteers sang while Alex played guitar. They sang all the oldies songs. Nice, nice~ =D
I realized that she asked me not to leave her alone for several times even when I just stood up from my seat so I had to reassure her that I would never leave her aside in a sincere tone with a smile. I guess there must be a sad story behind it. People will not constantly ask you not to leave him/her when there is nothing wrong. I think she missed her family a lot too. =/
If you want to know if you have a good photography skill, try taking a photo of me. It is really a challenge to take a better looking side of me because most people take the ugly side of me. =/ The photo which the old lady received is worse than the one above as she did not even recognize me. Sigh. How can she even remember me in this way? At least, she recognized Alex from the photo. NOT FAIR! =( Anyway, she kept saying that Alex and I are siblings. =/
At the beginning part, Alex told me not to feel attached to anyone. I feel attached to any one or any thing which this has always been part of me and is one of the greatest weaknesses. I still remember that before I left my 1st camp in Primary 6, I cried like someone had just passed away. Subsequently, I still cried for my 2nd and 3rd camp. Slowly, I still felt sad but I stopped crying altogether. =) Attending a camp is sign of freedom to me and I WANT IT!
Talking about camp, I think I will be attending a camp soon. =D But, I still have to get approval which I hate most.
Sigh. I have been busy for the past few days and next week will be worse for me. I am so busy that I feel like crying. Nono. I promised myself to be strong so I cannot cry. =/
FRIENDS! I have not forgotten anyone of you. I know I keep saying, “Okay. Sure. I will meet you up next week” or “next month” or even “after my exam.” but I have not done so. I AM SORRY!
Okay. At least, I have just met up with a secondary school friend called SEK a.k.a. chou nan ren (smelly guy) – a direct translation from Mandarin. Despite not meeting each other for more than half a year or not talking to each other that much upon graduation, we still treated each the same - bickering with each other but in a very funny way. I would try not to laugh but he will always know that I am trying to hold my laughter.
One example
He: Are you free to meet up tomorrow?
I: Sure! You are asking me out, eh?
He: No. I never. You asked me to ask you out.
I: Very funny. Thank you for asking me out.
There is a story behind this “You asked me to ask you out.” One day, I approached him on MSN to ask him something.
He: No wonder. Was surprised to see you PM me.
I: LOL. Not as heartless as someone, ok? I will still remember you.
He: Lol. I also know, if not why I got the friendship band.
(I made 1 friendship band for him after him telling me that he would be going to Vietnam for his internship (6 months) which is to pray hard that he would come back in one piece. Ha ha. What he meant is, it (friendship band) is a symbol of friendship forever.)
I: Hell you! LOL
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He: I got something to pass to you but well dono when also. (He got something from Vietnam for me which actually surprised me a lot. Ha.)
I: See! Heartless!
He: Heartless then dont get for you already
I: When I wanted to pass it to u, I made time for u lo
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{An extract of our conversation based on my memory.)
A very dumb conversation but it made me laugh a lot. I never knew that anyone would feel shy talking to me as I am always on the extreme, either I talk a lot with you or I don’t. Anyway, he is one of the very few friends who would talk to me in this way because they know that it will not offend me. Ha ha.
