| Right,
what have I done today? Let me see…first in the morning, just as I sat
down in front of a glass of icy chocolate milk and a slice of cheese bread,
there came the phone ring. I had at once the hunch that dad was calling
from the Chinese restaurant. And I was right. He asked if my sis and I
are coming to have breakfast, and also he reminded me to bring his credit
card. Later I jokingly complained to him, “Oh it was the credit card,
that’s why you asked me to breakfast with you! His reaction was surprising.
Perhaps I’d gone too far?
“How come you think of
me this way?” I could see he was surprised and disappointed by my reaction
too though he was smiling. As he kept repeating “How come”, he was taking
out some folded money of red and colourful from his pocket and threw them
on the table, counting them in front of me to prove that he’d got enough
cash to pay the bill. I didn’t know my words would have such an effect,
such a big effect. Anyway, hope I didn’t hurt him.
It’s not the first time.
My sister used to say that I always get the wrong impression of other’s
attitudes. Say, when she volume up the high-fi, I would freak out and
think she is trying to distract me from my revision. Then I once complained
mom for buying the chocolate milk just at the moment when I was sick.
When I was not, and I begged her to buy it, she simply didn’t!! I felt
indeed very uncomfortable sometimes as I always think some of the words
from my sister’s mouth do have their implications that she’s trying to
make me feel ashamed or probe anything from me. I don’t want to think
in that way. Yet, sometimes I really do.
Then I saw my sister doing
something very “dangerous”: Holding a crabmeat ball far from her bowl
with a pair of chopsticks (Only)! Again, I at once lectured her. It was
indeed very annoying to see the way she “replies” you. Ignoring you completely
and just carrying on with what she’s doing. Oh what do you think you are
doing? So, I could lose my temper, very easily and badly every time my
sister doesn’t listen to me. I even took the role of a mother to shout…well,
I mean, to correct her. We very often end up with a cold war and ignore
each other. And then later she screams my emotions are very unstable:
sometimes friendly, sometimes mad. “But it’s you who keeps irritating
me alllllll the time!” I know what’s good for you!! |