I'm feeling very happy today but at the same time there's a deep
sense of grief and sadness in me. Well, first of all I'm very happy
because I'm completed a project that was on my shoulders for almost
four months now. I'm very glad that it's finish. It's actually a part
time job which I took up during Chinese New Year this year. I was
suppose to create a working website for a property selling company in
Penang. It's a small family business so according to them, they would
only require a simple working website. However, that was not the case
after I accepted the task for a payment of RM1000 for the whole
project. It was partially my fault to accept the task before detailed
planning was done. But like every user in the computing field, wouldn't
like to sit down and talk about the planning. They get turned off the
moment I mention "plan". (I guess all you IT Developers would know what
I'm talking about.) After I agreed to do it, I've come across many
problem and had the change the site millions of time mainly because
there ware no proper planning. On top of that, as I was developing new
ideas and features were thrown in and was expected of me to do. I was
actually very frustrated with this. I've finally finish everything that
is in the initial plans today. So according to me the project is
complete. I'll have to wait for them to confirm and officially close
the project and wait for my payment.
The second thing that I was emo about or maybe even sad about is my
mum. I don't know I should even talk about this. I hate to talk about
my family just so I can hide the fact that everybody thinks that I come
from a perfect background and happy family and all that crap. By saying
this I don't mean that I have a messed up family and anything serious
or fights are going on in my family, I don't mean that. It's just that
my mum has the worst "mouth" ever. The words that comes out from her
mouth use to grief me a lot when I was younger. I left some deep impact
in me. That impact stayed in me though out the years and now every time
I hear those harsh words and yelling it makes me mad. I'm not sure if
it's the same with every mom's in the world but yelling and threatening
people just to get things done your way is just wrong! I hate that! I
hate that even more now when I'm all grown and come to think of how
that stupid attitude has been bugging me all these years. Is this just
the process of growing up? Is it just my change of hormones? Am I to
obey that irritating voice all my life? I know that disobeying parents
is a sin and all. But as much as I try, it is still a great challenge
for me. My dad on the other hand, is not a man with few words. He likes
talking and can sometimes talk too much crap. But the one thing that I
admire most is his patients and his tolerance towards my mum's nagging,
yelling, assumption making, cursing and so on. Well, I guess I should
try to be more like him.
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