What an eventful day I had yesterday! (Heck, I didn't even have the time to write my blog.. What does that tell you?).. I went to lunch with my junior.. He was confiding in me about all his family problems when suddenly he got a call from his mom (the source of his problems, apparently).. She was furious at him and I called up his mom to apologize and.. well.. to cut a long story short, he ran off to god-knows-where and his brother and I ended up searching for him..
Well, it's a long story really and I doubt he would allow me to divulge such personal details online, but in the end I talked to his mom.. And it wasn't just talk talk, but it was more of like really talk.. (did u get any of that?).. I have to admit that the way I spoke to her was more than rude at times - but I'd like to consider it as frankness.. I told her everything he told me; how he feels about her, what his problem is and most importantly, what he wants.. She rebutted every point I gave and we both continued debating for a full 1 hour.. Even before I talked to her, I was told that she was a 55-year-old lecturer so I knew I was in for a tough time.. And I was right.. It was hard to get my point across to her when she kept up with the I'm-the-hardworking-mother-so-he-has-to-follow-everything-I-say mentality..
Well, ok.. Let's just say that she has her right and wrong points.. And so did I.. To me it didn't matter too much whether I won the argument or not.. To me, I wanted her to listen.. Being a 3rd party intervening into her private family matters might not sit well with her, but I'm positive that if that doesn't shake her up a bit, nothing will.. But to be frank, I don't think I've ever been as brave (or brash?) as this..
In the meantime, my junior kept his disappearance act until I contacted him later because I was still around the vicinity.. We met up later and I brought him to my house before my mum and I sent him to meet one of his friends.. He was going to crash at that friend's place and didn't intend to return home.. My mum didn't like the idea at all but since he was so adamant about it, we just kept quiet.. Back home, my mum and my brother kept teasing him for running away from home.. They say that there are lots of better ways to solve problems.. And honestly I kind of feel the same way..
Later on, it turned out his friend forced him to go home anyway :P
And if you think my day ended there, you're gravely mistaken.. Survivor 7's finale more than lived up to my expectations and Sandra won!! Well, I would've loved to have Jon, the villain, to win.. but, oh well..
My house continued to host all its guests and one of them was particularly sitting on my nerves - my dad. I mean, I know I sound a bit like the 'anak derhaka' but.. He says he wants to get back together with my mum but for what reasons? If it's because of the family then I don't see that materializing at all.. He's still as selfish as before.. He purposely got me to go get some paper from my room while my uncle and aunt, who were in there, were in the middle of the 'act'.. And then when I called my junior at 2.30am, he told me to stop because I was disturbing his sleep.. I just wanted to cry out "Then go home!" but I just put down the phone and proceeded to call my junior, on my handphone, in my brother's room..
I don't know what to do.. I feel sad for my dad since the divorce but he still hasn't changed.. Or maybe I've changed.. Am I willing to accept him back into my life?
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NHA at 5:36 AM ::
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