Thursday, April 17, 2008
I Describe was written at 11:49 PM
Simple intro; ‘I describe’ is a section of mine where I try to express in words what I think about the people that I love, as honestly as I can (I mean as I really can); my family, friends and my idols. Pokoknya yang dapat di describe lah ah… I apologize in advance to the people who I would describe; it maybe offensive or not true but hey, it’s what I think.I describe…
My mum,
She’s the one who gave birth to me, the one who always say yes to me in everyway possible and the one who taught me about my set of morals. She talks about everything to me; her work, her problems, her friends; too much sometimes. She likes to be knowledgeable but I find that she’s not; mainly because I didn’t give her the chance to be.
She’s chatty, the ‘fun’ in her family and the kind that wants; and likes to make people happy. She’s the kind that always says yes but in some cases regrets doing so. She’s easily distracted and gets bored easily. She’s the strongest person I know; physically and mentally; and I respect that about her most.
On the other hand, she’s the only person that I cannot understand. Not that we’re not close, I mean we are and she’s rockin’ for her age. Even I say so myself and that’s saying a lot. *Ehem.* Haha. Anyway, the reason I don’t understand her I think, is because she suffers a lot and that she let it come to her from the goodness of her heart. That’s what I hate about her. She’s too nice to the point that if people were to ask with pittance for her legs and arms, I think she’d happily give it to them without realizing that she’s actually tricked. And even when she discovers later about it, she’d just say it’s alright; the main thing was she helped someone.
My dad,
He’s the gentlest man I know when most people think he’s hard and always looks angry. He’s the one, who gave me the option to be whoever I want to be; even though he has this dream of his of me, he understands that all he can do is support what I want without poisoning my dreams with ‘his.’ He’s also unable to say ‘no’ to me (Heheh) and I’m a bad girl to be this way and taking advantage of that.
He likes to discuss topics and I think he’s the smartest. He gives a lot. As much as he enjoys himself, he gives as much and more. My mum finds it annoying that my dad doesn’t really talk that much but I like him that way; it’s better. To me, he’s thinking things which I assure you include us in them and that thought gives me comfort.
His strong opinion makes him a bit egoistic at times which causes pain and hardship for others; selfish when he’s not happy. He’s the person that I most respect and look up to.
You got me XOXO,
Wedah