Thursday, July 30, 2009

Born, Old, Sick, Die

these 4 words.....
looking thru my friends' blog, can't help but have this feeling inside....
as a human, we can escape these process.....
told my friends before, i'm the kind of a person who accept things....adapt new environment....
won't have big difficulties......maybe at the beginning.....biting my lips, passed thru everything.....
but 1 day, i just look at mom, and realize how old she is.....
my mom work for us 3 brother and sisters from her teen years till sixties.....never stop.....
wonder when my brother and sis realize this?
when can they start missing mom? when she's cremated inside a pot?
st, i hate myself too.....saving money to this acc, invest in that.....
mom never keeps her money.....work so hard and paid all the loan for my college fees, but never complain that she had nothing to save.....it's their generation culture....let ur children study, if they can study....but never had in their mind that these idiotic and useless children will pay them back in the future.....never......only that wau, my children studied in high school....so they can brag in front of the aunties....in the end, what do they get? taking care of the big grandchild, while changing diapers of the small ones.......
that's what they get.......maid's work and maid's life.....
y im so unfilial? i always talk, but im a useless child.....mom must have done very bad things in her past life....she owe so much to these 3 useless children...when can i change to good?
when??

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