Ungrateful

Ungrateful. That is what I’m thinking of myself.

Sitting here all alone, I recalled the kindness of my parents.

Mama accompanied me all the way from Paka to KL, just to make sure I arrived safely here.

But knowing me (read:stubborn), I disagree with Papa’s decision to ask Mama to accompany me.

Earlier, Papa asked me to extend my holidays till end of the week.  But I already make plans earlier-involving my work, which I have to finish by that week.  So, if I extend my holidays till the weekend, I doubt, I can finish my work ontime.

It was raining heavily at East Coast.  Days earlier, we nearly trapped in Kuantan’s flood.  Luckily we are local, so we know some other possible shortcuts to avoid the flood.

Back to the story.

I have this attitude of ‘do it on my own’ and ‘do not like to pester people’.  So, that’s the reason why I disagree with Papa’s decision.  And I think, I keep silence throughout the journey.

 

I think parents being parents; they’ll always worry about their own children.  But for me, the hard-headed girl, I don’t fancy this kind of thing.  But to others, this is what they are looking for.

That’s why I think-I’m ungrateful for what I have right now.  

Hopefully, I can be a better person, or at least improve my attitude.