Because of Some Friends*

Wednesday, 31 October 2007 § Leave a comment

Thanks to some friends who made me realise that there is nobody in this world would beat my mum in the way she gives loves, cares, and everything to me.

Some people, in their teens, would give cares, loves, and trusts to their friends more than their families.

Whatever friends say, that is the right thing to follow.

Whatever their families tell them, that is a rule and frame that they (think) are forced to do.

No matter how picky and querulous my mum is sometimes, she is the person who cares and loves me the most EVER!

My mum would never ever let me stand at the footpath at 2230hrs–surrounded by some cabs and drivers–for over 10 minutes just because I unintentionally hung up the phone too quickly when she tried to tell me where I should wait for her. Instead, she would call again and complain a bit that I hung up too fast without listening to her. She would never let me standing among those male drivers at that time.

In the other way around, a friend called me and I hung up too fast unintentionally when she tried to tell me where she wanted me to wait. I then waited for her at the footpath in front of the place thinking that she was on the way here (did not think that she was here). Over 10 cabs were around with some drivers and that was over 2200hrs.

Around 10 minutes after, she called and said that she had arrived since she called me the first time, but she meant to tease me by having me waiting like that because I did hang up the phone too fast without listening to her.

She did not even imagine how dangerous it was being outside with all those cabs around. She was not even close to me, but far farward where I was not in her sight. She could not see if there was anything happening to me! She could not and she let me over there.

My another friend’s and my ice-cream was melting while waiting for her since I had to carry both cups and had no chance to try it!

Almost out of control that night. Luckily, what I did was just stop talking and keep quiet. Otherwise, I might have thrown the ice-cream away and taken a cab back to my car at the university myself.

Who cares..


Love you, Mum.


I have to appreciate that the friend even made me know more the level of my mum’s loves and cares.



Gratitude to a Good Grade in CRM*

Saturday, 15 September 2007 § Leave a comment

Thank you that..

  1. Aj. Kriengsin gave me an A for the CRM class.
  2. I did a good job in the CRM class and exam, so that I got A.
  3. My mother who always supports me in whatever I do, including spending time preparing things for me during the exam preparation.
  4. My friends who always called for a tutorial session and talks to recap the lessons.
  5. My boss who always understands that I am studying. He allowed me some days leave during the exam.
  6. My colleauges who helped me, esp whlie I was on leave during the exam.



Friday, 24 August 2007 § Leave a comment

Have you ever heard of LOL?

Right, that is a normal acronym. People, esp. around the cyberworld know LOL.

How about WOL? Anyone? :)

My WOL is not..

  • Way Of Life
  • Water of Life (Fontana, California Church)
  • Wake-On-LAN (Intel networked remote control)
  • Word of Life
  • World Online
  • Without Limit
  • Work on Line
  • Woman of Leisure
  • Wow Out Loud (internet slang)

Source: Acronym Finder Search

Although the last one is almost similar to my created WOL, mine is a little different and idoit! LOL… :))


I did whine half-out loud last night when I reached home. That was after my mum began her complaints because I said, ‘No, I don’t want that.’ when she asked about buying a kind of fruits.

She said I was kinda ignorant while walking with her in the market.

Huh? Did I?

That was the fruit she likes, so why she had to ask me if I would want it? My point is that if she likes, she can just stop and buy it. I will not walk away, but wait till the purchase is done anyway.

What to do with me saying not wanting it. I do not understand, really.

I tried to explain that I was not a factor that she would buy it or not. Why she blamed me. Why she said there would be no food/ fruit stock in our refrigerator because I did say no?

Huh? Really?

And because of this, she started speaking out of her lung, and so did I. We sounded like making an argument because of the fruit!


Thus, once I arrived my bedroom, I just could not stand still. Actually, I wanted to scream out loud, but I could not.. Instead, while I was trying to scream, I turned to be crying and then whining louder and louder.

Sigh.. it took over 10 minutes to stop.






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Upset Mum*

Thursday, 16 August 2007 § Leave a comment

Rarely see my mum cry because of work or colleagues (She cries sometimes when we both argue). She is so strong. But yesterday evening, it happened.

She called and her voice sounded strange. When asked, she said she was angry with someone at her office. When we met, she told the story.

She was asked to do an extra job of other company (owned by her boss’ son) that is not under her responsibility. She was asked to do because she was skillful in accounting stuff. Unfortunately, when she works extra, she never gets paid for it.

Some outsiders, who just see her work extra, always think that she gets paid extra. Thus, when my mum spends some time on the extra work, which there is nobody wanting to take responsibility, she is monitored.

And last night, her colleague talked to her sarcastically, ‘What are you doing? What are you guys doing with the extra work?’

She does not have to do that, for god’s sake! She did help because the job was from her boss’ son, who is nice to and respects her, while she does not get paid at all!

Why can’t those people handle the job themselves them? Why asked my mother? Why made her upset and shed her tears! Damn it!

I told my mum that if she was not happy with the work she did, just quit. At my current salary, I believe I can take care of her although without her salary, we may not be able to over-spend as usual.

We will survive anyway.



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