Thursday, October 13, 2005

I AM...

I am the girl who always gets more attention than she has ever asked for.

I was the girl that thinks that her parents were paying way too much attention on her but is now thankful that they do.

I was the daughter who thinks that I can NEVER get along with you, that you'll never understand me.

I was the daughter who used to stay back in school till evening, walked to grandma's place with the excuse that I missed the last bus so that I don't have to listen to your constant nagging at home. This is the same daughter that misses your naggings and thinks that your voice sounds like music whenever she's away from home.

I was the rebellious daughter who made you upset and angry.

I was the daughter who made you cried because of something I wrote. I am the daughter who cried with you and wished I had never learned writing because it hurts you so much.

I am the daughter who regrets all her actions that have hurt you in anyway.

I was and still am the daughter who finds it hard to say "I'm sorry". You are the mother who can read my mind even when I say nothing at all.

I am now the daughter who never wants any other Mommy in the world besides you.

I was the daughter that thinks that you are too conservative for your own good.

I was the daughter that thinks that you are too stubborn to accept differences when I am just like you myself. I am now the daughter who is glad that I AM like you.

I was the daughter you almost slapped because I was too rebellious and I always fought with you. You did not and NEVER slap me in the end because I cried the moment you raised your hand and you stopped at mid-air. I am the daughter who remembers that moment vividly till this day and wish that I have not made you so angry.

I was the immature daughter who thinks that you can never sacrifice your time for the family because your business always comes first. You are the father (and the only person on earth) who will take a 3-hours drive, all the way from Ipoh to Cyberjaya (and Nilai before this) and back just to fetch me home.

I am the daughter who now enjoys and looking forward to eating bak-kut-teh with you in Tanjung Malim despite not even liking it in the first place.

I was the daughter who spends your hard-earned money like water. You are the Daddy who never complains (at least not in front of me =P) and still makes sure that I have enough money to survive. I am now the daughter who is trying her very best to be more thrifty.

I was, am and still is the luckiest daughter on earth because I have the best-est Daddy in the whole world.

I am the difficult girl who complains about you being over-protective, yet feels neglected when you are not. You are the strong guy who has always vowed to protect me even when you didn't know me that well then.

I am the girl who had been too dependent on you because you're always there for me no matter what. You are the guy who has yet learnt to say 'no' to me.

I am the girl who argues with you on every little thing and you are the idiot who will annoy me with every little thing just so that I will argue with you =P

I am the curious girl who is always full of questions. Yet, I am the same girl who never has the guts to ask you that question. You are the guy who will answer my questions by all means yet I wonder what would your answer be for that question?

I am the only girl who has the nerve to call you an idiot although your intelligence is above average =P

I am the girl who called you a spoilt brat just because you're the only son when I am more spoilt than you are.

I am your biggest critique who criticise your every thing yet I am proud of you for who you are.

I am the girl who was (and still am) touched by your all your small actions.

I am now the girl who will never want to forget you and wish you all the best in life.

I am the daughter, the girl and the friend. I am who I am.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

All I see you write is daughter and girl. Mana ada friend part leh? :P

nyx said...

the friend part is included in the girl part =P

Living My Dream said...

A stay at home triggers all the emotions huh?