I'm feeling... rather odd at the moment.
Not physically, more like emotionally. Many things running through my head.
Maybe it's because mum was here for a few days, we did shopping, spent time catching up, and I just sent her off at the airport about an hour ago. It's only less than a week before I get to meet my parents again, but goodbyes are never easy no matter the distance/time, right?
On the MRT heading towards Changi, I received 3 missed calls from my dad. Knowing that he wants to speak to mum, I handed my phone to her. After that, she told me that he had been in a little "accident". He'd injured himself by falling into one of those manhole/drain on the ground as its cover has been stolen. I'm unclear of how badly he was injured, mum will tell me more when she gets home tonight: all I know was that despite the injury, dad managed to drive all the way to Normah hospital himself to get treatment.
The funny/not-so-funny thing was, mum and I were just casually talking about how poverty has driven some people (especially illegal immigrants in Malaysia) to resort to stealing manhole/drain covers for scrap metal earlier this morning. *shivers*
Logging on to Facebook just minutes ago, I saw John aka bunny's status: he fainted in the MRT today! GOSH the series of unfortunate events today sure is making me a little more cautious, from crossing the road to walking through the dark alley ways with the construction workers nearby eyeing my every movement.
Anyway. Back to work until the clock saves me at 5.30pm tomorrow. Looking forward to watching "Bolt" the movie this weekend.
Till then- keep safe, friends. =)
Not physically, more like emotionally. Many things running through my head.
Maybe it's because mum was here for a few days, we did shopping, spent time catching up, and I just sent her off at the airport about an hour ago. It's only less than a week before I get to meet my parents again, but goodbyes are never easy no matter the distance/time, right?
On the MRT heading towards Changi, I received 3 missed calls from my dad. Knowing that he wants to speak to mum, I handed my phone to her. After that, she told me that he had been in a little "accident". He'd injured himself by falling into one of those manhole/drain on the ground as its cover has been stolen. I'm unclear of how badly he was injured, mum will tell me more when she gets home tonight: all I know was that despite the injury, dad managed to drive all the way to Normah hospital himself to get treatment.
The funny/not-so-funny thing was, mum and I were just casually talking about how poverty has driven some people (especially illegal immigrants in Malaysia) to resort to stealing manhole/drain covers for scrap metal earlier this morning. *shivers*
Logging on to Facebook just minutes ago, I saw John aka bunny's status: he fainted in the MRT today! GOSH the series of unfortunate events today sure is making me a little more cautious, from crossing the road to walking through the dark alley ways with the construction workers nearby eyeing my every movement.
Anyway. Back to work until the clock saves me at 5.30pm tomorrow. Looking forward to watching "Bolt" the movie this weekend.
Till then- keep safe, friends. =)
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