The Worm Princess.

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But never myself.

always about other people,

*grin*


assalamualaikum.
today this post is about one of my overthinking thoughts in life. let's get started.
when i was little (infant age maybe?) my mom got divorced with my real dad. at age six or five (me) my mom married to my stepfather. then my lil brother was born. yeah nothing expectations at all.
of course, the youngest will receive more (attention i guess). i'm fine with that. skipping schools seem normal and acceptable in family for that kid while for me hardly ditch school in the illegal way (i've repent though). throwing tantrums getting coax with attention and money (stuff). i still remember how the family status was hard there were times we have to share a piece of chicken for a meal or just eating rice with sugar.

growing up, we fights a lot. over little things that i don't remember. we were throwing stuff as the battle get intense. locking doors hitting wall and so on. those fights hardly stopped unless adults step in. being a female of course there are times i get angry as we doing chores more than male species. i know it supposed to be training for us females for future but... i don't know

until one day i stopped complaining about it but the wound is still there.


my mom was a very busy person, searching money for family. working as teacher morning and evening session with salary around RM1,000 per month -almost same like me now such unbelievable economy- also weekend both days teaching the mualaf then not much time with us children. many times i'm holding back from asking her to buy for me. even clothes we family buy school uniform every year but daily clothes was received dari pusat derma or given by other family member inheritance. 
even during my college days, i feel embarrassed to ask for fee payments from my parents. i used either my allowance money or some that i receive from other family members or teachers
there was one day, i was walking with mom -maybe from market to home- then we passed through an electronic store. it was the season of Iphone 3G that time. i asked her if could you buy me one of those? like any smartphone or any button phone. i was a teenager so that kinda look cool and curious to know about. she said can if you (me) got the first place rank in exam she'll buy it for me. ouhh ok. if not mistaken my rank was number 14 that year.


few years later after PMR (i got rank 7 or 8 like that) i admitted to vocational college (hostel far from home). on October the first semester results got announced and i got the first rank. i called her using public phone there then she said "i knew it". couldn't forget that comment :') semester by semester went by - i still the first place haha- and i don't even cared to ask for that promise (the phone).
she believed i am the best.
i am her beautiful and clever daughter.

thank you mother.
first Ramadhan 2014, my mom started coughing blood. empangan (in english) this part was too sad for you to read so let's fast forward. my mother passed away on Feb 2015. lung cancer then it got worsened affected her brains. eventually the doctors told to stop her machine and she got home (with a borrowed hospital bed) until her heartbeat actually stop forever. sad but life goes on. i continued my school vocational until the end. my sister started studies at upm. "be nice to your brother" my lil brother (as part of my stepsiblings brother) get pushed here and there. what i mean they told go there, go here, do this, do that. as he still underaged. well that person himself not interested in studying that time.

my mom left huge insurance around 20k which already make me sad. the money she works days and nights that moments couldn't be with me. with faraid, male members get extra than female. yeah i understand that. later my stepdad with lil brother went for umrah. also the stepsiblings that told lil brother to swasta school care what (don't give a fish) with the expensive fee. i can only watched all these drama. my words wouldn't be heard anyway.

once, my stepdad admitted to hospital then under operation. i'm grateful he's healthy now (insyaallah). alhamdulillah. rn about twice a week he went for dialysis for kidney not so... either hand arm or the holes on his neck. one sentence he told me in around those scary (operations) moments = "take care of your lil brother". hmm. what about me? shouldn't female member of your family be protected also? acting strong ain't easy but pleased to other's eyes. i'm scared too.


early 2020 - covid got worse in this country. lockdown so everyone staying at home. i lost my job. the company terminate me then closed down. i applied many places, went interviews here and there. tough times. that kid got online classes to catch up. seeing him sleeping not attending annoys me. funnily the expensive fee still going even you're not in school. only few hours per day - not for the whole week- for classes going. not only that, he hardly did the homework given by his teacher. i tried to be a nice sister, cleaning his place, prepares food and so on. 

in this pandemic i realize his arrogant behavior. let say we're going out to store at 2pm, (even many time i remind him) he start to get ready at 2.30pm. then we missed the bus. pastu dia boleh kata "camni la kalau nak keluar dgn aku" in other definition he won't be punctual and people should respect that. i really despise people playing with my time. i still keeping my patience. 

also he not telling truth (lied) to me many times. for examples there's this one bin with closed lid i told him not to put food trash inside as it will invite unwanted animals, throw them at kitchen bin. he said he's not. then he got back to hostel - i cleaned that found nasi lemak skins inside. being the young male hope in the family, many elders complained about him to us sisters instead directly to that boy. his attitude, the effects, suggestions this and that. all those bebelan disguise as advices went into our ears.

his school mark wasn't nice, at least you should respect your teachers. one day, while playing PS2 games together i suggested let's do homework little by little everyday. couldn't remember much but his answer really got me annoyed. then i left to my room. trying to reduce the anger by sleeping then woke up forgetting everything haha.
why did i care anyway. only some of  mother's money he wasting. he just a kid that came out from my mom stomach.
you'll get hurt when you cared too much. so i stop give a sh** about him. it's my fault seem like controlling his life when my own is miserable itself. go live your life. been told my whole life to take care of others but never myself.



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