Bothersome

Things that bother me right now:

1. The children are being neglected by their own parents. It is really stupid to think that these people are the ones who gave birth to them and yet they don't seem to think that their actions now will have a negative consequence in the future. Take tonight for example; the dad, after having dinner, went straight to the outside living to consume the tv time and he had completely ignored the children who were bored with their head out. The mum was not that helpful either. She would lay on the couch sleeping, unaware that the children were nearby who might be watching the provocative things on tv. I can't help but think for the worst when I leave this place eventually.


2. Each day is like a routine. Yeah like right now, I am doing exactly the same thing I did last night which was using the computer. The thing I can't help it to feel this way, which wasn't my taking in the first place.


3. My sister is going to the doctors yesterday, something she lied to me about. Well, technically she didn't tell the truth. She went out to the doctors when I was asleep. Seeing she came back from somewhere, I had to ask her where she had been, to which she replied that it was nothing. Eventually, I managed to extract some information. She is having problems with her bladerr, apparently it is hurting her. So she is seeing the doctors to find out why is that so? It is nothing major, but the fact that she was so compelled to lie to me about this sort of things tells me she still thinks I am still a child. She now knows though of my sentiment.

The News About Our Futures

Ok the title sould've said last week because I am now blogging on a Monday. I just forgot about posting last night because I was exhausted from spending the day outside. Anyway, it doesn't matter since it is my blog afterall.

The whole had been news packed. On Monday, we spent that day at my brother's house because he had called us to go there to pick this gift from my other bro, who lives in Sydney. This part, I believe, I had written about in an earlier post. So I won't repeat myself.

Tuesday was an anxious day. We only stayed at home because we just wanted to relax and forget about it. Not going into details, but that night I felt sick to the stomach. I didn't want to think of the possibility that the people could answer. It was not a good night sleep.

Wednesday came with us going to the people. We drove and K and I brainstormed of what we would say. She repeatedly told me to remain in the car, because I was in a wreck on the looks of my face. She would say whatever comes to her head if they wanted more information. Of course I trust her, so whatever she tells them I would believe she says it to the best of her ability. When we arrived, we waited for a few minutes, feeling more anxiety. It was time and off she went into the building to find out about my futures.

I waited for about thirty minutes inside the car. I just had a bad feeling. Why did it take this long to just tell you some information? Does she have to answer many questions? Is that why the duration was this long? I then proceeded to occupy my mind by drawing some random pictures on a piece of paper.

Upon her return, she told me not to worry. It was a vague statement, which I took to mean that it was a bad news. She didn't elaborate on it until we reached at a Subway restaurant. We ate there and then she would let go some of the information, saying that it is good. A good sigh of relieve. Though, I shouldn't keep my dreams up, she said, as it is not finalised. She wanted to see the approved documents, then we should be happy. Therefore, we should just keep our hopes high still and don't be cocky about it.

This is contrary to what my sister, fast forward into the night, had questioned me. She asked what do I want to do, uni or work? This is a bit weird as we already spoke about not keeping our dreams until the final results are in. But I can't blame her for this. She and I have been deprived of hoping for a better future for the last ten years, so in the least we can have this moment to dream. She talked about where we would live and how we would earn for a living. It was then that she informed me of what the people had told and how we would expect an answer by two weeks or so. Good to hear.

Thursday came and nothing spectacular occurred. We just relaxed and we chatted even more about what to do after this is all done.

Friday was the day we spent at my brother's house again. He texted me, asking us to visit him and have lunch there. Before we complied, K wanted to have a hair cut. A new look. She and I were then drove off to the hair salon. About thirty minutes to noon, we headed to my brother's place. We ate there, watched tv and Youtube, and whatelse, called my mum. It was just a routine. We didn't let go of the information to my brother or to my mum until we truly know about it. So in the meanwhile, whenever they ask about it, our response will have to be to wait some more.

Saturday was quite average in that the children were shifted to their classes respectively. The builders came to take out the bathroom sink and they told us not to expect a replacement for two weeks, apparently their boss is out of town or something like that. My Mandarin isn't that good. Then out of nowhere, my aunt came back home and gossiped a disturbing piece of news. She said my littlest uncle and his wife want a DIVORCE. Really. That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard from them. And they have made so many stupid things. If the split is to really proceed, I think they are really myopic and are selfish individuals.

Yesterday was an eventful day. Ken came to the house and took us out to have lunch. We spent the day with him just window shopping. The children tagged along as Gran was absent from her house. The children were extremely annoying. They asked alot, when they saw things at the store and wanted us to buy the items for them. Yeah, as if I grow money from trees. It was an exhausting experience as my body was tiring out by evening. So upon returning to this house, I had a nap which made me forget to blog.

So there you go, the week. It had it's share of good news like the Wednesday event and of bad news like the news of divorce of uncle and his wife. Just another week to survive...

Learning About The Outcome

It is good news afterall. I don't know what is the true outcome yet as my sister is hoarding the information to herself. She went in this morning without me, as I was more emotionally connected to it and she not wanting me to feel any more worse. So when she came out, she did not tell me about what the people had told her. She, however, warranteed me that it is good.

I trust my sister. She is afterall the only person I've lived with all my life. So when she decides not she doesn't feel right in sharing with me some information, I believe she has the best interest for me. I will find out eventually.

When will the outcome be finalised? My sister says the people don't know yet. It is thought to be by Christmas, because what they are doing is formalising all the documents, which they say, won't be long. Hopefully it will be true.

Shoot!

SH*T!!!

News

Got the news this afternoon. Came back from Ken's place when he told us to go there to pick up a birthday card that my other brother had sent for me. When we arrived, we ate and played some games on his computer. As part of the routine, Ken dialled the phone for me to speak with M, at times when I don't even want to. Our conversation this afternoon was one of those times I don't wish to be speaking with her, because basically there isn't much to talk about. My brother, not caring for my emotional need, didn't care about it. Nonetheless, my mum and I conversed for about twenty mintues or so. It was rather quick.

We talked about SH, who was staying with me and my sister before she left for OZ, who had got her wish came true. She said how SH had been doing these things rightly, something when I hear made me green with envy. She's got her life back, yet my life is still uncertain.

Another topic was M wanting me or K to call the people. She wanted our situation to be dealt with, so we could find out exactly where our situation truly lies. It sucks because she is right. I can't stand being here. My sister is in the same boat. But yet when you hear this from the very same person who put you here in the first place, had gotten to you sentimentally. It actually pissed me off even more. Why didn't she deal with it when we were younger?

So after the phone call, we got back and K received a message from the people. They apparently received information and called us to meet with them this coming Wednesday. My heart sank. When you hear that, something isn't right. You can just feel it in your bones. I hope I am wrong, but life is just unfair in this way. Time will only tell.

Return to School

Term 4 is starting today. Kids were excited to go back, and so was I. The holiday had been ok but there is nothing like solitary time to myself, and that with the children gone to school for six hours a day, I am able to get my mind around living again. At this time my sister is going to pick them from school. Maybe she is taking them to library.

Today is ok I guess. I had a haircut that I had been meaning to get ever the hair had gotten long. The holiday was not a good time because it would mean I had to go out with it, and I don't usually like the feeling of having my hair shortened. I know it sounds shallow of me, but it had been one of my worst pet peeves.

New Location

Our bathroom basin has suffered from an operation

They are moving to the new house in two months. That is according to Jude, their daughter and the girl who likes to listen on adults' conversations. The new house is number 7, so they simply relocated to the same number.

This house, which is under revonations of its own, will be rented off. They already paid the mortgage for this property and with the new property now under a new contract, the rent payments will go to cancel out it. This of course means that they are getting the new house for free (well, except for the down payments.)

The renovations are a nuisance and to them it will be worth it. They paid these people to come and rip off the basins in the two bathrooms. The builders would wait for two weeks to replace the basins, which I find it to be weird. Who would let their clients sinkless for two weeks- where would we brush our teeth? Anyway , it is not my property, therefore something like this I shouldn't voice my concern on. The builders are getting well paid by the way. According to my sister, they are receiving a big fat cheque at the end of it all which will last for two months. That is why the family will migrate to the new location after the renovation is done.

Random News

My brother is playing in this snooker tournament today and tomorrow. By tournament I mean an amateur one, just in case people start to think my brother is a professional player when he isn't.

Anyway, he invited me to go today to watch him play and of course, being a good brother that I am, I said yes. And being a good promise keeper that I am, I didn't go! I called him to cancel just before my decision to decline going which makes me looking worse off. My brother didn't care, and by the sounds over the telephone, he was enjoying himself. I don't know if I'll be attending tomorrow either.

So why is he competing in this amateur contest? His pool club is, and him being a member was invited to join. That is why he is playing. How far he goes in the tournament depends how good he is. Hearing from my brother, he isn't bad. So we'll see if he can win.

In a separate news, my sister is going gaga again all day today. She was acting abnormally (normal for her), feeling sad that she is spending her days in the confines of this house. I am sad too, but I don't act with as much disappointment as she is. Her actions really aggravate me sometimes. Today is one of them. I really wanted to shout at her, but my energy wasn't come to scratch to do so. So I instead wasted time just cleaning the house and watching TV. Sad and pathetic.

Days in Review

Events taking place in the last three days.

Tuesday: I took the children to go swimming at a public swimming pool. They were excited to go, especially as they got there. I was initially planning to swim but when I got there, there were already many people, so I ended up chickened out. Yeah, it's pathetic but it's over here, so... Anyway, the children were having so much fun. Jord was afraid to go at the beginning so he hung around me. I asked him to go and hang with Jude who was in the pool at the opposite end of where I was sitting. But then I walked toward her, and the boy came along after seeing my moving. I shifted to a nearer sit to Jude's position which prompted Jord to go in the pool around there. He and his sister played together there, while I kept an eye on them.

Jude makes friends easily. When she was at the pool, she had introduced herself to this other girl. They began to play together, leaving Jord to play on his own. Though to be fair, by then, the boy was not scared anymore. He was in fact daring to the point of swimming/walking to the middle of the pool where he had been not enduring to venture to. So in the end, the girl was making a friend and the boy was overcoming his initial fear, which was great to see.

Wednesday: K was getting her teeth checked. Seeing that he wanted her to see his dentist, my brother had asked her to come his house, where he would go with us to his dentist to have the check up. K acquiesced because, let's face it, she's malleable.

So the children had to be dropped off at Gran's place. My sister was seeing a doctor and didn't appreciate the children being there, I guess. When we got to Gran's place, she asked if we were eating at her house that night. K was not sure and eventually went on to say yes. So off we went to my brother's house.

My brother waited impatiently. He was angry by the time we arrived because we had been late for the appointment. Nonetheless, we drove to the dentist.

At the dentist, my sister got her check up in a painful fashion. When she came out, she informed me how the dentist was being very agressive, and she felt strong pain. She had not been in this much pain when she sees dentist. Ultimately, she felt the dentist was unprofessional in her method. I think we won't be going back anytime soon.

That night after we spent the afternoon with my brother, we headed to Gran's to have dinner. She had been preparing this dish that I had last time and didn't like. It was a toss salad with chicken cartilage. Yes, we saw it right, chicken cartilage. The thing is, my gran thought I was crazy to not like it. How can I like something that is very chewy and got no taste? Anyway, we had dinner while Gran herself and my littlest uncle were out to see this new house the douche and his wife are planning on buying. It was good dinner overall, despite the cartilage being present again.

Thursday,today: WE had great today. At first, there wasn't any plan at all. My sister wanted us to just remain at home and just chillax with a movie. But by noon, we got a call from my brother, asking us to come to his house. I wanted to do something than stay at home agreed. So off we went, to Manu.

Upon our arrival, we also got two pizzas that my sister had ordered. We ate at my brother's place and he also joined us of course. We played the computer game, with each of us having to take turns to play. After that, we took a stroll in the botanic garden nearby. It was a nice relaxing afternoon. My brother had already wanted to take us out tomorrow too to fishing. I am looking forward to it. The children seemed happy at hearing this.

So there you go, the holiday doesn't seem to be bad afterall. My initial fear was never realised.

Strawberries

This story takes place over a few months and it involves strawberry plants. Three strawberry plants, to be exact, and one funny commentary made by my little cousin Jord.

Earlier in the year, around in June, my sister decided that she's get herself a plant because her room was seen as liveless. To get the plant, she wanted to grow not flowers, but a strawberry plant at that. She went to get it and also bought a tiny pot to help grow the plant in. As she did this, the children began to take interest in it. Well to the point that they had my sister take them to the shop to get one for themselves.

I remember on the day we went to buy the plants, Jord had one particular plant on sight. He wanted to get the tallest and biggest one because he simply thought it'd have strawberries soon. Jude had opted for more modest sized plant. They then painted their pots. Jord just randomly painted any colour to the plants while Jude made sure the pot knows who the boss is by writing her name with the paint. Sure enough they had been watering them for most of the times. Some weeks they forget but I or K would step in to water them.

Some a few weeks previous, Jord noticed that his plant was beginning to grow two seeds. One was big while one more was still in its "infancy". He was so excited that I can't even describe his joy on that day. K was very happy too for him as he now knows the importance of growing your own things, such as this, and he understands the joys you'd get from the accomplishment. By now his plant is producing three strawberries, with one almost to ripe. Amid the long wait for the seedlings to germinate into strawaberries, the boys learns to take care of his things. He's definitely proud of it as he keeps telling people who would listen about the strawberries. It is his pride and joy afterall.

As for Jude, hers is still growing amid at a slower pace than the boy's one. She doesn't boast much of it, I gess, this is probably due to her being older and not as excitable as the boy. I wish sometimes she would just let loose and be a kid again. Her parents' influence has gotten into her.

So this morning as I was going to write about Jord's strawberry story, one more development came forth. A bird, apparently got hold of one riped strawberry and ate it! Jord, seeing this, immediately came to snatch the plant and from now on he keeps on the windowseel, inside the house. It is really adorable.

Brithday Treat

I had a blast today. It was a tiresome day, but definitely a great day. My brother came to visit by around 11.30am because he wanted to take us out. He knew about my birthday being last Friday and this is his way to say happy birthday, I guess. Despite his motive, the day was excellent so I am not complaining whatsoever.

So he came here and invited us to go with him to lunch. We got on the car and to the restaurant we headed. Jord, who was left behind by the douche and he took his other child to his shop, came along, even he had no choice in that decision! The restaurant was a Shanghainese one. My brother likes the place, despite their poor service. I mean the host lady was so rude that she sometimes just dump the food on your table without telling us what the foods were. She doesn't smile either. Three or four times we've been there, not once did I see her let one smile escape the stern face. And yet, we kept going back there.

After the restaurant, we went to the Chinatown, just opened nearby our neighbourhood. Not sure when they officially opened it but today as we were going to someplace else, we saw the signs about the Chinatown, that my brother decided to head in. Once we got in, some of the shops weren't even opened yet. Some empty premises were present, among the opened ones, selling whatever you can name. Really busy, I must add.

Done with the Chinatown tour, we eventually got to another shopping mall at Onehunga. There, we shopped for clothes. I got two pairs of jeans, my sister one pair, my brother two shirts, and even Jord had his pieces of clothings bought with us. It was fun, and we ended the shopping spree with Mac ice creams.

WE drove around for the ramaining time we got in the city. We stopped at this park near the oceanside, just chilaxing. The cool breeze and watching people flying their kite.

By dinner time, or at least our version of dinnertime (which is always earlier than most people), we went to this Sushi Train restaurant in the city. I enjoyed the meal but the prices were really off putting. One dish they charge you like crazy. I was scared to try some expensive ones as my brother would be paying and I didn't want him to pay that much. I had been there once before, but this time round, the variety of the available foods was quite limited. My brother had the same revelation. Nonetheless, what we got served was just as good.

My brother took the opportunity to tell me about his Friday going to the Snooker Tournament. His club entered it and he tagged along with his fellow clubbers who are competing. My brother didn't participate this time because he didn't have proper uniform to take part in. This coming Saturday, he will compete. I am going to see him because I think he needs encouragement, and plus we are family so we have to be there for each other, I suppose. It will be good to watch. Can't wait!

So today was really exciting for me. My brother, by taking me to go out for a nice afternoon, had made my day. Not knowing it, but I was forgetting my troubles for,the time being, which was a great change in itself. So thanks Ken, alot, for this afternoon.