My Holidays In 3 Weeks

At first, i plan to have 3 months holidays in my hometown. However, my father did not agree to let me do so. His suggestion is i should continue my study whatever the University gave me, even though its a few subjects only, i should continue because soon or later i do not need to pack all stuffs together and struggle to the end. He has the point that make my mind clear, so i decided to go back KL after 3 weeks holidays.

During this 3 weeks, i am very very lazy, i refused to go out and work rather stay at home. Early morning wake up, i brushed my tooth and face then sit in front of the ladtop for a whole day. Because of these reactions, my mother, my father and my family, very angry about me. So they decided to force me to work. Work as what? Of coz is my family business which need some workers but my father refused to hire which burden the cost of payment. I would like to help my dad of coz, however, i just dun like the style of selling fruits.

Early morning 400am, i have to struggle my mind to wake up and become clear after bathed. Then walked to old house which is opposite of me, help my uncle and father to move hundred boxes of fruits from the refrigerator to the small lorry we have. Well i manage to skip this one because i bathed too long time and my uncle had already done with it. We will reached market at around 530am, then we start to move down the fruits from the lorry and parked them nicely at our stall place. Usually is Uncle Yong and my uncle do the moving stuff, my father and I take care of the setting of stalls, like take the chairs out, clean the fruits which we never keep back to home, this is to ensure we save our time. But some of the fruits really need to keep inside the refrigerator if not it will spoiled very easily.

After we placed all the fruits and things nicely in our stall, its been already 700am, so its time for breakfast, usually i let my uncle himself go eat first because he do alot of moving stuff which cost a lot of energy, that why he always easily get hungry. Me and my father will go to the second floor to have our breakfast at around 900am. At that time, he will spend some time to wash my brain and talked about my bad things, try make me to change my immature attitude. I have kept that in my mind.

We sell our fruits until 1200pm, then only we start to pack all our stuffs and prepared back home. Back to home we need to eat our lunch first then only we will go to old house which only opposite of us, and take down all the boxes of fruits at the lorry and move them into the refrigerator. I complained a lot for this work because i hate i have to wake up 400am so early and end my work at 400pm. Then i spend 3 hours sleeping in my bed, then have dinner with my family. After that, i left only 2 hours for my favourite. My friends holidays so fun and happy, and i have to do this things.

My mind kept think about the unfairness until my dear, she told me the reason and good things about it. Well, she has the points, and it make me clear that, what am i doing is just mean nothing compare to my father 365 days work continuously to earn some money and pay me my study fees. "People learn to complain more than they learn to appreciate". This is what i learned in it. Thank you, father, mother, and darling who always take care of my feelings.

One of the saturday, i went down to her place and date her. Well, she is becoming more and more pretty, i am proud of her. We went for shopping, eating and watched cinema, hmm, dear is a wonderful girl friend for me, sometime i felt abit regret....
Because, she want buy a pair of shoes, but in the end, she did not actually find one, as she said it is too expensive, and dunwan waste my money, even a pencil box, she also dun allowed me to pay for her. I know you are taking care of me, but i would be happy if dear allowed me to spend some little cheap but meaningful things for you. Maybe now i cannot buy a RM 200 shoes for you, but i will learn how to keep money and buy for you in future. Dear had let me see a pair of ring, a boy and a gal, she asked me to choose one, i choose the gal one, and she kept the boy one, now i have put the ring at my pencil box, which everytime i open it also can see her.

Now i ad at KL, which mean quite a period of time we cannot meet each other, as she also have school, i guess i have to wait and be patience until we can meet again. Miss you.....

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