Life Expectancy: 65 Years
Claud
An avid collector of your hopes and worries, a romantic at heart.
She thanks her fairies, for blessing her with people who know compassion down to an art.
For accepting her for who she is, who never fails to turn up,
in times of need as well as happiness, or just there for a loving hug.
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
THE day
Today lor...this evening in fact and i won't be at home to stop it from happening. Yeah, it' THE meeting to decide (the fate) about my mum. Stupid exams that i can't even be home in time to slap my uncle one last time.
My dad and i went through what we want out of this meeting already. I just hope his pea-brain (yes, only i have the right to call my dad that) doesn't overload and deviate. Thank god both my dad's brothers will be there to give him support. My uncle requested to record the meeting. Which i think is totally ridiculous. If you had trust in your heart in the first place, we don't need to go to such extents.
"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do will be used in the Court of Law against you."
How applicable. I think my uncle still sees that this situation is in his hands. But little did he know that it's really out. From the moment he asked my dad to contribute, when he evidently cannot, is the day he crossed the line. Later, he decided to swap out the nurse for the maid, is the day he disrespected my mum and revealed that money was afterall more important to him than his sister - MY MOTHER.
In sorts, today is a showdown? I would rather have my arse hung to dry for thinking about ways to take care of my mum than have him screw around with my family anymore.
This has gone on far enough. It ends today. Hopefully.
08:44