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...
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