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Khairy: My job to take on Opposition
"Umno Youth number two Khairy Jamaluddin says it is his job to make life miserable for the Opposition."
Distorted priorities, anyone? Honey, your job is to serve the country, the people... US. Not to do monkey business like this wtf.
Since living out, is it wrong for me to not miss home? Not feeling like wanting to go back? To the home where my family are.
My parents always wants me to go home, and my mom would sound sorta disappointed when I tell her I'm not. She would accept inevitable events, like, work-related or too late. When it comes to trips with friends, she would rather me to come home.
I pretty much go home every weekend; hitching a ride with my kind colleagues to the train station. Though, when there's no occasion, I usually prefer go back to my rented place... and rest. Sometimes I feel that by not going home, it's less tiring and stressful.
One time, I tried negotiating with parents for instead of every weekend, how about 2-3 times in a month... but was greeted with, "Where can!!!". I know but can't truly understand that no matter what, my parents would always and forever think of me as their little girl who shouldn't wander far from the nest.
For me, home is where I am now... not the double-storey house with Astro, hot water, personal room etc and EVERYTHING provided. But right here, where I am; a room shared by three people, cold water, mattress on floor, the little portable stove (where I cook simple meals)... basically, a pretty sparse place. And still, home.
To be honest, it's definitely easier to live out, as opposed to living with your parents.
One is matter of perspective. Rumpled bedsheets does not matter when it's only for your eyes to see, but matters when it's under your parent's roof. Two, collective responsibility. Instead of caring for 3 people and 3 dogs, there is... well, only me. Three is being able to do things I want to; e.g., going out as I like without being subjected to an thorough interrogation and nags. Four is... well, simply living closely with family; Let's just say we're imperfect beings.
Then to get away from that... it's liberating.
It's cheating, I know. A sort of escape. Taking the easy way out. I didn't move out for that reason of course, but to be closer to my workplace. But slowly, I felt something shifting out from my shoulders. Mostly, it's worries for number four from the list above... I barely know what's going on in my family during weekdays until my mom tells me on the way back home on the weekend. Ignorance, as they say, is bliss.
Even so... though I am enjoy being away from all that, sometimes....I feel guilty for not caring more. How my worries halted since leaving home. How I took independence too far.
My mom once told me that she misses our afternoon chat. That's the good thing of having a daughter, she said laughing.
I wish I was a better daughter.