Family

It's this time of the year again. Time to think about what I am going to do for the rest of my life. I try not to be too stressful for all the applications I made. However, it's quite impossible to deal with it in a sit-back relaxed mode.

Camie, my cousin, chatted with me last time I was on msn. I was surprised to hear that big auntie was in the hospital. She had an operation done WITHOUT telling anybody. I mean although it's not a big surgery, half of her lung was removed. I guess she has the responsibility to tell her family. Camie told me about it and immediately I told her to inform my dad, since my dad is auntie's big brother. So my dad's going to visit her tomorrow probably. Thinking about the issue of "not telling your family what's going on with you", I can so relate it to myself. I guess I am that kind of person. I tend not to share my worries with my parents. Then when they find out the issue, they are mad at me. But now I realize what I told Camie the other night. Your family is always there to support you no matter what happen. Don't ever say that you don't want to bother them with little issues. Share your worries with them because they will only suggest what's the best for you.

Going into the shower, thoughts eventually got a little deeper. When it comes to giving and receiving, I have been thinking that everybody owes me the whole world. I have been complaining 'bout how come people don't really care about me, like if I am there, or check if i am doing fine when I am upset, or to see if I am getting better when I am sick, or if they want to help out in my decision when i am frustrated, etc. Although I always say that God give me this present of giving, I may not have it indeed. I tend to help a lot of anonymous people, people that I don't expect to receive anything back when I give the care. For my friends, people who have names in my life, I may not give the same level of care. Therefore, I should never be complaining how other people treat me, how others don't even notice I am there, etc. But here comes the important role of family. I admit, that I take them for granted. They care about me no matter how shitty I treat them. And more substantially, they still don't expect anything back from me (well besides my mom). I guess that's the difference between friends and family.

I should surely know that although I may be a loner in the society, my family is always there to back me up.