It is hard to say good-bye to bb nowadays, he has so much of awareness that he does not want to let me go every morning. Yesterday, he was so very upset, hung on to my leg and cried so badly. I was as usual late for work and not in any good mood to entertain but this time I shouted at him. Oh God, what have I done? His expression changed drastically, he reached out his hand for me while tears were rolling down fast to his cheek, mucus flowing out from his nose. What a poor boy who has a Big BAD mommy. Sometimes I wish I could be a 24×7 mom. Ohm…It must be hard for him to see me go and have to wave bye bye to me after all that crying. I am so sorry darling.
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4pm, I was in the Jabatan Pendaftaran Negara to collect my MyKad. It is ready finally. I went straight to counter eight upon reaching the crowd free department, what a contrast from few months back. Civil officers were leaning back to their seat and happily chatting to each other. Women with fruit still in his mouth asked me impatiently “Apa ini?”(What is this?) “Saya nak ambil Mykad” (I want to collect my MyKad) I replied. “ Awak tak tau baca ke, counter 18, depan”. (You don’t know how to read arr, its counter 18, in front).
Even if I misread the counter number, why was she so rude? Can’t she just reply politely? Does she have to insult people in that rude manner? I did not say much just walked to the correct counter and sat down waiting for my turn. However, after a while my blood started boiling. I should have asked for her name and threaten to launch a compliant for her rudeness or just give her a nice long lecture. Being a nice Malaysian, I just forgive and forgo that tiny little issue and swallowed it as if nothing has happened. GOSH! I just hate myself sometimes letting these monsters enjoying their rudeness.
