ever since yeye came over to live with us few years ago, daddy has been under tremendous stress. like we can go crazy everytime he brings up NONSENSE. NOW WHAT.
he just complaint to mummy that he almost died eating some salted fish that nai cooked for him this afternoon. he claimed that he shivered and felt like dying, VERY XING KU. he suspects that the salted fish has been POISONED [for goodness sake!] he thinks that nai wants him dead. he wants to report this to the police, let them send that pathetic piece of fish to the labs or sth.. see if it's poisoned. let me tell you what yeye,
YOUR HEAD IS THE ONE THAT'S POISONED.
ok you might be reading this and thinking i'm such a bitch scolding my own grandpa WHATEVER, shit you. NO ONE knows what we have been going through. NO ONE knows how daddy has been coping with all these nonsense. for 4 years, NO ONE cares abt yeye except daddy. what have all the uncles been doing? coming over like once in 3 months to stuff some money in yeye's hand, act like they care. when yeye falls sick, they appear so worried as if they flew over from like GREECE to visit him.
what about us? whatever we do, whatever daddy does for him, he is never satisfied. complaining to nai that INDONESIAN MAIDS ARE BETTER. like in front of her. complaining that he cannot have ONE DROP OF OIL in his food or he will cough like a cow. then going to chinatown with his friends for CURRY. complaining that he cant walk and limps in front of daddy to put on an act. then walking all the way to the supermarket to buy his favourite spicy sardines. complaining that his eyes hurt and cant see well. then sitting in front of the TV shaking leg, checking 4d results. [the numbers quite big huh.] and that day when he came back from the hospital, mummy was even arranging for me to take him for his check-up the next day. then he says he doesnt want to go, COS HE WANTS TO GIVE UP THERAPY AND DIE. ok, if you want to die, THANK US FOR THE POISON THEN. seriously, everything out of his mouth has been a lie. FREAKING LIES.
there are still many things i could list, but what's the point, no one understands. maybe chingoo or bird still rmb's the whole story, i think i told them before. abt selling the house. long story, but heck. i'm super pissed right now, like NOW. omg.
for the hundredth time, he is saying he wants to move out. he keeps telling daddy that he wants to live on his own. HE CAN TAKE CARE OF HIMSELF [like yea sure] he wants to renew his passport and FLY TO CHINA to visit friends. he cant stay in this house anymore cos nai might poison him to death.
MOVE OUT, FOR ALL I CARE.
imagine how daddy feels, being the ever filial son, taking care of him when NO ONE even cares. and he never stopped bombing us with all his crap. sometimes i look at daddy and i know he feels terrible. i know he feels like crying. but he's our daddy, he has to stay strong. sometimes i want to hug him and cry, telling him i understand how he feels. but i dont do it. eb and i, we've cried countless times when we see daddy sad. as much as we want to console him, we hold back. in the end, everyone is putting up a front.