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076. Decent sleep? Pfft. As if.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
So Ummi & Abah came home yesterday. Ffffffinaly. It was a rough moment, I must admit, I never thought it would be this hard, but I somewhat survived roleplaying a single mother taking care of her 3 children (although I won't exactly count Una in the trio, but I did make an effort for her, so that counts) and I wouldn't have succeeded without the wonderful people around me.

Looking back, it wasn't exactly that tough of a job, I mean it's not like I cooked for them, or took care of their laundry, or did any housework, but just handling them in person is really something out of this world. I mean, I've grown a lot of respect to single women and parents in general for doing such a tough job, seriously it's hard work and a LOT of patience & perseverance. It's really hard to describe how much effort is needed for this job to work, I guess you just have to try it for yourself, and be mentally, emotionally and physically prepared for anything, seriously.

A token, for everyone who helped: Suedah for driving & giving advices, Cikrah & the family for letting me stay at her house and hitchhike to Kelantan, Ayah Fadhil for letting me hitchhike back to Petaling Jaya, bibik for all the housework done, Ain for letting me stay at her house in Terengganu for Una's Huffaz ceremony, Maryam for being such a dear during this whole period, and Ahmad for his effort of being bearable.

Thanks. A lot.

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On a side note, Aisyah Nazaruddin sent a message when I was still in KLIA, asking everyone to check out the gym, and I was like


I didn't go, was busy sleeping =,= felt so tired these last couple of days, and with Ummi & Abah here safe and sound, I felt relaxed, so I kinda went over broad with my sleep, but I think things will get normal eventually. 

Eventually.

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