The girl who has to go home before sunset
Being able to drive back home at 11pm didn’t make me feel any happy. At first, I thought i would be thrilled because it was the first time in 21 years of age that i could drive out so late. But, I wasn’t at all…
If u were my friend in secondary school, u would know that i was the "girl who needs to be back home before sunset". I sort of hated this nickname because i don’t want to be known as mummy’s or daddy’s girl. I’ve always thought that my parents were over-protective and i was unhappy with all the curfews i had. I can’t go out alone…I can’t go out at night…Whenever i go out, i have to tell them who’s going out with me with all my friend’s name and maybe their handphone numbers…If i stay overnight at other’s house(hmmm…did i get the chance?), I have to tell them 100 things about the family i know…It’s all because I am their only daughter…Duh!!at that time, I felt so "grounded" cos my 3 elder brothers get to go wherever and whenever they want. There were times when I asked how come i was not born to be a guy instead…Loads and loads of disagreement!!!
23 feb 2007…I get to go out all by myself and went to places i wanted with my friends.Without telling my parents where i went and without "reporting" when will i be back…OK…not that i quarreled with my parents, it’s because they went to Australia on 21st feb..that time i thought " yay!!I’m free to go out without curfew…"On the day when they left, I fell sick…Fever and bad sore throat…i didnt get to go out.. on 22nd feb, i went to my friend’s house and after that at night they came to my house for mahjong until 3am…the next morning which was 23rd, we went out again at 9 am to sing karaoke and the activities continued with finding place to yum cha and finally ended with eating steamboat. After sending all my friend’s back, i arrived at home 11pm…If my parents were at home i think i would have picked up zillion phone calls to answer where was i, where am I or where will i be going after this. Maybe by the time the sun sets, my dad will be going to the place i went to look for me and ask me home…haha…(i’m not joking)
So, I should be feeling happy right?for being able to go here and there as freely…But, I wasn’t…to me, it was frightening to be that free. It was as if nobody cares about me at all…(thanks shan, anyway for asking)..no more nagging for why did i come home so late…no more scolding from dad for staying out and going to places where dad had labeled as "dangerous"…I miss my parents. It is the way they show their care and concern…It is the way they show how worried they were about me…I guess it is the way all parents showed their love towards their children. Being protective is the natural instinct of parents to their children. I may have grumbled a lot in the past about my parents being too paranoid…I may have complained why did i have to adhere to all the "rules and regulations" set by them… I may have asked why did i have such nuisance parents who don’t let me out at night…
But now, I yearned for their presence…(even though i know they will be away for only 3 weeks)…Ppl always say that we will cherish things only when we lose it…haha…maybe i should be happy cos i know this when i "temporarily" lose it. My parents must have trusted me a lot to give me the house key before they leave for australia. It shows that they think that I have grown up, I can take care the house for them.Yay!!in the past, i was never the one they entrusted any keys to…because i have 3 elder brothers. If my parents were going outstations, responsibilities to take care of the house will be my eldest bro, if my eldest bro is not here also, then will be my 2nd eldest bro, if not then it will be my 3rd bro…I’m always the one "baby sis" for them to take care. dad will always remind my brothers " kan4 hao3 jia huan ah!!(look after chia huan ah)…" before he leaves for anywhere…
Now that, I’m 21 going to be 22…I think I’m big enough to handle things by myself…Ironically, I yearns to be the little girl in my family again…It’s always like this…when we were small, we yearn that our growth hormon glands to be hypertrophied so that growth hormon will be overproduced…can be a grown-up as soon as possible…haha…when we get to be grown-ups, we hope to be a little kid again…Irony….that’s life…
That night…
The first thing that came into my thought was thankful…
I am so thankful to have my parents by my side all these years…
I should cut down all my grumbles about them…hehe…
They are the best parents…to me…
by "the girl who has to go home before sunset"…
=)
February 25th, 2007 at 2:58 am
Girl.. it’s been a long time.
But I can’t resist dropping a line. That sounded SO ME!!
I seriously relate to “the girl who has to go home before sunset” because I am, used to be, one of those
Can’t go out after school (they let us take the school bus for a reason). No parties with friends (not even birthdays). Obviously no driving home or out late. By the time dinner ends, you’d better get your ass ready for bed, might I add.
But, all the same, parents care. And parents love :)Hope you’ll enjoy being their girl while at home, and go forth, be that grown-up you’ve always dreamed of when you’re out dealing with the world
Enjoy your life. Ciao now.
March 4th, 2007 at 2:15 am
hehe. yeah whatever rules and regulations our parents set, it’s because they care for us. Every parent wants the best for their children =).
oh btw enjoy urself on the Mulu trip! i wanna go too.. *thrash hands and legs in the air*
and yeah, u’re tagged! check my blog =P