#96
it was all about me in the end. and those people who really matters. friends who came to get me 9 in the evening just because i was craving for McD. stayed with me there till midnight while i reread the chapters in my diary. where else can i get this kind of friendship?
and also about mom allowing me to sleep on the couch in the living room every night. mom is very sweet. didn’t laugh when i told her that i want to venture in a cafe business here in Kuching. even insisting me on taking baking classes when we met a friend of her who owns a bakery shop at Giant the other day. she even let me to work outside of Kuching from now on. she said she didn’t mind anymore. she used to want me to be around after i graduated but right now she said as long as i am happy she will be there for me. i teased her saying what if i work in Abu Dhabi? she said she will come with me and i will not have to worry about food because she will cook for me when i get home. dad who was by that time slouching on a couch next to her said that he will have to come with us which makes me a little bit teary inside. dear mom, things that make me happy are things that make you happy. it is always like that since the beginning.
Syahme
