Inevit

I am in a deep depression right now. It's something far greater than the usual sadness that I would get. Years ago I had the same thought, now it has returned one night and has been in my mind.

Day at the Beach

Sunday, how it went and so on:

• My brother called early in the morning around 8.30am. That is early in my book, ok. So he asked if we wanted to come with him to the flea market over the other side of city. We agreed because there was nothing we planned by ourselves. In the next one hour, he came, with his wife, and off we went to the market.
  
  The weather was humid, and the atmosphere was fun. I loved it because we skimmed through the market as though there was nothing else to do, which was the truth. We went round and round the place, burnt in the hair and all. Nonetheless, it was fun to be out and to be at a location far enough to be called an outing.
  
  Lunch at this Chinese restaurant, in the city. A new restaurant and was recommended by my brother's friend, who said it was cheap and delicious. It was in fact proven false as we tried to day. Dearer than anywhere we'd been to and the dishes were somewhat ok. Surely my brother said he's never return.
  
  The whole afternoon was spent at the beach where the children were playing in the water, while we were sitting, chatting away. It was not ideal for me because I just couldn't sit and does nothing for hours, yet this afternoon I wasn't my choice to do such thing. My brother and his wife did pick to sit and "relax" with the cool breeze brushing against your skin in the hot, hot sun. Anyway, there we sat, watching others play, and all we did was walk around and then sat somemore. The children, on the other hand, were enjoying themselves.
  
  We had dinner at the Chinese restaurant. It is a place my brother has come to enjoy, as we had many meals there. For me, I never liked the place. Salty and oily foods are not my cup of tea. Despite my distaste for the place, I couldn't help but remained silent.
  
  Coming back to this hell hole, it felt wrong again. The douche was being a douche, and he had his things packed and moved to the new house, without telling us a word why he had done so one day prior to the moving date. He also said he'd sleep at the new place tonight, meaning we are going to look after the children by ourselves tonight.
  
  FCK!
  
  So that's the whole day. I genuinely liked it.

UH!

• Jude is at it again. After my telling her the other day about her not listening to me, she is performing the same thing, which is not freaking hearing what I had been telling her. I said she should do her homework. Work on the familiar ones first, then when she gets stuck, come ask me for aid. Something I had already said for some many times before. Of course, it didn't pan out with planned. She didn't even bother to contribute to the easier questions, yet alone attempting to focus on the harder ones. It's frustrating to me, because I am the one who is helping her. HUH
• The family is destined to move next Monday. They got the keys yesterday, when they met with the realtor, in the while I was at work with K there as well. I still haven't gotten to pack anything yet.
• WHY do I keep on feeling guilty whenever....?

Suck

• The shouting, the yelling, the screaming, the chaos. It's all happened today, and within minutes of each other. It's all ugly.
• It's probably routine. The life that is called mine.
• Pimples on face, now have permeated onto my chest.
• Why does it suck so bad? Everything about me. Why me?

Sunday

The children are not at home today. Hooray!! Ok the celebration is temporary of course but still. The reason for the children going to shop was that the builder who comes to renovate the house is here, so the children went there to keep their company. Of course, there would be shopping for the children, that's why they were so eager to go.

With the children gone, and the douchebag and the builder at home, there is no choice in us staying at the house. We headed out to get something to eat. There was this roast restaurant, and we ate there. Not that good in my opinion. Sitting there and eat for thirty minutes or so, we then left for the supermarket. It wasn't long until we got out and were returning to the house. It's sad, yeah, but there was nothing else to do. We're this lame.

Upon reaching the house, the builder and the douche were still here. Not for long, though, because in the next thirty minutes they left. I don't see what they did. I haven't asked my sister either, but there was something they did.

The children are now back. One has fallen asleep while the other one is annoying others.

Tonight we are invited to go to my uncle's house to have BBQ. They are throwing a party. I am guessing there'd be many people who will turn. I remember the previous I attended at the same place, the house was packed that the garage was used to accomodate some of the visiters. My uncle knows people.

There you go, my day. Routine, boring, and just plain. Am looking forward to the party though. Especially the food.

New Nanny + Others

Today is ok. The events that occurred are as follows:

• Jude was still sick so she didn't go to school. Her dad was here to see her and eventually took her to the doctors. It turned out, all she needed was plenty of rest, water, and the liquid nutrient water. The same things my sister had suggested her do and have. Anyway, she's doing alot better.


• My brother came to visit. He apparently won this snooker tournament that has been going on for the last four months. It came to the conclusion when he won the overall competition. The prices were a big chunk of ham (yeah, I know) and a cool looking lether jacket. He came here to give us the ham, and also to interrogate my sister about the situation with the people. It was just the yoosh, really.


• Found out about the new nanny to the twin has difficult life. First of all, I forgot to mention before that my littlest uncle got a new nanny, who would replace Gran, who was going overseas by end of December. Her first night was about two weeks, and she spoke little Teochew, which is problematic. Nonetheless, she seems like a good carer, and I think it is good that my uncle has finally showed some thinking capability about his children would-be transition when Gran leaves.
  Anyway, the new nanny, who I'll call T from now on, revealed to my sister about her family. It is a sad story in that she had lost her only son when he had a freak motorbike accident. She raised the boy by herself and when the accident here, she reglected that she wasn't there as she just migrated here and didn't have funds to return. It must be difficult to carry the guilt of not being with her son for the final farewell for the rest of your life. It's definitely heavy in the heart as each night comes thinking of that poor decision to not return to bury your own son.
  Her family back home is relying on her to send them money. That's why she's working really hard and she's willing to sacrifice her freedom to buy bread her family. I hope all the best for her in the future hearing about this. Maybe some day when she saves sufficient funds to start a better for herself, and for her family back home.


• Got my blood test today. I should've got it yesterday but the receptionist said we overshot our fastings, meaning we fasted for too long. It should be between 8-12 hours of not consuming foods, but we went for 17. Way to long and it could manipulate the true outcome of the blood test. Thus, we had to come back this morning.

Jude Poodie

When the girl got to school, she was still eating her breakfast. It was a slice of bread with Nutella. She was eating slowly to the point that I had to wait for her to fully consume it before we entered the school gate. Earlier in the morning, she got up telling me that her stomach was growling. I didn't take notice at first since this is the day she was going to swimming class, so I naturally assumed she'd battle a little sickness for the fun time she was going to have at the pool. There I took her to her class, kissed her on the cheek, said goodbye and left.

The phone rang at about half an hour later. My sister went to pick it up, listening intently on the conversation. She then proceeded to tell me that Jude was vomitting on the bus on their way to the swimming pool. She had to be brought back home. So my sister and I immediately took the car to the place and found her sitting in the entrance with her teacher, waiting for us. She was also carrying a puke container as she got on the car. The teacher said something to my sis, and we left for home.

Got back to the house, we brought Jude inside and had her washed her mouth and got dressed into casual clothes. We thought we'd take her to the doctors, but somehow there wasn't anybody in the office. We were also in a rush to get our bodies checked by the practitioner. At first, we thought we might get her to stay with Gran for the duration we're at the medical place. But the girl insisted that she'd able to tag along, so we just let her come. Eventually, we had to drop her off at Gran's when she was feeling worse. Her dad came to the house to take a look and said she wasn't required to see a docter. That was where we had to depart for our own checkups, so Jude was staying with Gran watching cartoon.

The checkup was an hour long. The wait wasn't that bad as we could have worse. The place was unhygenic for my liking. The charges are freaking rip off. Here are the costs for each test we received: xray- $80each person totalling $160 for two people, the blodd test is $110 each ($220both) and the general medical checkup is $150 ($300). In all, just for the whole body checkup that is not even that comprehensive in my opinion, they robbed up out of our deep pocket for $680. RIP OFF I tell ya!! I am glad though it's only one off payment and I don't have to see them ever again!

Upon our return, we went to see how Jude was doing at Gran's. Gran informed us that the girl was doing better as she had something for lunch. She just laid down on the couch watching the cartoon in the time we were away. Jord, who got back from school, arrived at the house, and from there that we decided to come back home.

The girl is doing ok. Her parents are now tending to her needs. I feel bad for her. This morning I should've paid more attention and listened to her. It was my selfish decision that I kinda wished the girl would go to school. I wanted to be free from responsibility as I was goind to take the medical examination. It was just bad on my part. And tomorrow, she will stay home with us.