'Whatya going to do if you do not get the offer?' That was the opening sentence. It was 0745, on a saturday morning, what do you expect me to do at that time, other than being in a sleepy state. It then went on and on and on... 'i talked to dad yesterday night... He feels this.... feels that... And ended with... Im so sorry that i woke you up. You had a late night yesterday? Oh, it's saturday, how come you're still in bed? No classes today?' LOL!!!
Al least she got everything off her chest (i hope that at least would last for the time being, till i get home next week). All i did in the entire conversation was grunting and answer ya ya ya. I could hardly hold the phone in my hand. If not because of that particular ring tone that i get when i receive a call from home, i wouldn't had even answered the call in the first place.
She's just worried. Worried sick if i would add to it. I know she meant well. At least hoping that it would all turn out to be the best for me. Though being brought up being independent and all, i know that they're still watching over my back all the time. It's fine by me, as long as the final decisions are still in my hands. But, at times, it's just so hard to explain things over and over and over again, when they just seem not to get the whole picture. All these craziness has ben going on for months now (since feb this year), was then interrupted in between, and yet, now it's back to haunt me.
Next week would not be an easy week for me. Trust me, there would be plentiful of discussion session, explaining matters over and over again. For the time being, im just drained and swarmed with all these...
@ 0952, 21062008, it's just begining of the weekend, feels like the end already... GOSH...
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