Home Alone

I have just waited an hour for my dinner.

Argh! and no, it's not mac delivery, but this is what happened.
Supposed my mom and dad would come home from the hospital (from my grandma), and they'd ta bao dinner for me. I expected them to arrive home at maybe 7 to 730, so I didn't do any of my homework after I came back from jogging (630). Because I really don't like to do homework halfway and stopped abruptly for dinner. So I waited. Until 810, I decided to call my mom, and she said they aren't coming home so early. HAIYA.

NO, I'm not angry at her/them spending time in the hospital with my grandma. If I am, I'd be ashamed of myself. I was just angry that they didn't even tell me dinner would be coming in late. The time I wasted! And anyway, I really really really missed home-cooked food, which I used to eat everyday. And I had been missing it for 2 weeks.

But please don't misunderstand me, I'm not pissed off by my parents. I understand why they are so busy and all, but I wouldn't deny that things are affecting me. At times I get a bit pek chek, because I home alone again. And I know as compared to my grandma , my everyday life is like heaven already. SO I shouldn't complain at all. I know I know I know I know I know, ok. But how would you feel?

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