Daily Archives: October 22nd, 2007

Now is October and in another 2 more months the year 2007 shall be coming to an end. I had a very rough 2006. I would would not like to remember it. I gave myself, my parents and the people around me a hard time. I guess this year for me is like what the English Idioms say – Behind every cloud there is a silver lining. I had many doubts and uncertainity about this Sydney living. Many friends, relatives were questioning my confidence on whether will I make it or will it be a failure. On the same hand , I was also referring that question to myself for I do not want to come back home without finishing my studies. I do not want to be the Lost daughter or bringing disgrace to my family and the family name that is stamp of my identity. Living overseas is not an easy thing to juggle. Just like to make a clap, it takes 2 hands. The same principle lies here. If want to study overseas, I need to make sure that my parents has the finances to cover me and I must produce result. Studying overseas are just like Nescafe and Coffeemate. They are inseperable or complimentary goods ( economic terminology). I am glad that I am producing results and my parents are happy with it.Other then people questioning my doubts, people were also puzzled at my parents or how can they allow their daughter to go overseas which their take home pay. Something that I know about my parents is that they will make a way when there seems to be no way at all. Isn’t that what parenting skill is made of ? Would you agree with me. My paternal grandmother will be or may be she is already because most of her grandchildren are overseas graduate and living abroad. I do not know what she did that she deserved this kind of blessing. If only my paternal grandfather is still around. My maternal grandfather knows I will make it.. Before he took his last breath away, my parents showed him my academic transcript. I was a late bloomer comparing to the rest of my cousins.

In life, it does not really matter whether you are a late or young bloomer during the young days but what matters is how you face your teenage years that will determine the steps of life.  I would like and I cannot wait this year to come to an end. I have been experiencing many wonderful and splendid things. I really cherish each moment. As I read the email (s) from my parents on how they are doing. I feel equally happy for them. Catching up with my cousins via online chatting also brings me great pleasure that they are progressing. I do not want to see myself, my cousins and my parents generation to be stagnant or counter productive. I love them as my own and how they love as theirs. My mother is my biological mum but my aunty’s are also playing and shaping me as though I am their. But above all Mr and Mrs Jerry Wee is and always will be my Main. Sometimes in order for my family to see me grow the have to send me away not saying that do not love me. I guess they are happy with my progress and how I face up to life and challenges. I asked my father what made him to send me to Australia. He replied that he had the vision or may be wanted to send me in 1999 (when I was in my Junior Senior school) but it was differed because I was irresponsible, not mature and etc. I thought I will never have the chance to study overseas as I am not a tertiary education student. I am not in Sydney to live a glamorous, high profile life but I am here to know how well I stand, rectify my weakness, change their views about me, and etc. Above it all I am doing it for my parents and myself. It is time for their rewards. Wait no longer Papa and Mummy. Come and step into my shoes! I want to pamper and lavish them, of course using wisdom. My father is  fussy, strict, discipline, loving, neat, generous, teacher and motivator to me, cannot tolerate untidiness, forgetfulness, and my mother is loving, tender, fun, understanding, caring, a little less funny comparing to my dad, humour, and etc too. Actully I lost words for them but All I know that they did an Excellent job as Parents to nurture me.

I love Papa, I love Mummy and I always will.  =)