jeLLy w0RLd

pampered me...

went out with uncle yesterday's aftnn. wasnt expecting to meet him actually bcoz he mentioned he isnt free at all.

accompanied him to a garage for routine servicing his car. then, hop to ubi carmart for my request to check out the price of toyota wish from another agent. quite steep esp we might been asking for a small loan.

then, hopping to ocbc wher he realised his cheque is not signed. drove to sultan plaza and ended up, collected 10k in cash! still having some spare time himself, hop to mustafa. we hasnt been there for a long time, where his intention to buy fish&chips for my snack-time. but, i bought my vitamins and earphones!

back home, dug out my panasonic discman. reminded me that it was outta da-ge's pocket, costing him $195. this was the 2nd discman bcoz the 1st one spolit and couldnt be repaired. also, that 1st was his 1st salary drawn as a part-timer after his o'level exams. it was an antique now. bcoz was all of metal casing, and heavy.

i couldnt remember when was i handed down to use his discman. only to remember that i brought it to sch when i was in sec2. teacher asked for sick leave. no relief teacher too. class was chaotic.

having a discman/walkman at that age was super luxurious! not like now, everyone's into mp3/4. so, i brought out the discman.

as i sat next to the front door, i could witness who's coming up the stairs or towards the classroom. then, mrs tan-foo (HOD of maths, who teaches the morning seesion only) out of nowhere, popped in and scolded us for being too noisy. and left.

shortly after, the shortie discipline mistress (cant remember her name. but remember she is the one who cut my hair in her office!) dashed in. everyone was caught unawared, even myself. i didnt have ample time to keep away the discman. she saw it and snatched away from my desk. saying she gonna confiscated it and till i asked my parents to get it from her. she turned and left.

shocked me that i couldnt react. i stood up and ran after her to the corridor. feeling so ashamed of myself, i begged her with tears flowing down my cheeks. "sorry, mdm xxx. i would not bring this to school again. i promised."

think my tears really worked wonders. with a few more lines of lecturing, she returned discman to me. RELIEVED!! i got back at my desk. obediently kept away the discman into my bag. stared straight at the blackboard. recalling that cut-throat experience again and again.

IF i didnt dash outta room and beg, how would i tell da-ge abt the missing discman? buy a new one? where do get that money from? get scolding and spanking too!

now, this #2 is replaced for #1 retirement. da-ge brought me to the shop where he bought #1 years ago. he asked me to pick the design.

well, u must be reflecting that i am way too pampered by da-ge. yeah, i was. but i wasnt at all appreciating him that time. i was abusing him. he would buy things when i said "i want".

till now, he paid my current nokia mobile as my 2005 bday present. he subscribed the mobile line under his name. other things were the 2pagers, past handphones, jigsaw puzzles, etc.

i never said "thank you" right to his face. cant even remember if i did in my heart.

thank you soo much. u made me live like a princess.

posted by jellyfishy @ 12:00 pm