Dad missed his flight!

(2 loud house phone ringing)
9am:
VAL: *sleepy val walks out as it WOKE her frm her dreams* hello??
MAN: who call taxi!?
VAL: Huh!?
MAN: i cannot find
VAL: HUHH!?
MAN: where is 665A!?
VAL: eRrr

(as u can see, im not AWAKE yet)
MAN: Road works right!?
VAL: Who called cab!?
MAN: To airport. How i know who!
VAL: Ohhh.. Right.. (yes yes. my dad)
MAN: Cannot find larrr!
VAL: Go in by street 63 den turn to 65.
MAN: Okok!! *sounding annoyed*

VAL: Daddy!!! the taxi driver cant find u. where are u!?
DAD: im there mah i saw him i wave to him and he turn away that bloody idiot., *ok. im starting to see similarities*
VAL: okok. i told him directions alreadi.

PHONE RING AGAIN!
*operator announcement* "..... the cab has arrived"
VAL calling Dad: DAD!!! THE CAB ARRIVED!!
DAD: I TELL U!! that guy is hopeless!!! wave to him also cant see n i comfort cab no signal. im gona complain i tell u! what kind of service is that!!!
VAL: ok, i book another cab ... **Calls cab co, book another cab, ** asked if dad needed me 2 fetch him.

So we hopped up the car, and he started complaining just like how i would, raged with fury, obviously dad's kinder with words and he dont curse (with my limited vocab) like i do.

Turned on his Bluetooth, and GOOD LUCK TO THE COMFORT OPERATOR!!!
He complain till the person nuthing 2 say. poor lady over the line.. she muz haf been petrified. my dad's realllly no good to trifle with when he's angry.

Initially dad wanted 2 complain 2 m1, cuz he cudnt call tru to comfort. Neither could my mobile phone. But i did a test, i called his phone usin mine.. n it got tru. I SAVED M1!!!

Lucky for the lady working at comfort, recept was bad, drop call. AND SHE DIDNT CALL BACK. I wouldnt want to either!

When dad simmered down. i ask him. Ur flight at 10.10. check in is 2 hrs b4which is 8.10 .. what in the world are u doin at our void deck at 9.10am!?

DAD: Tsk.. ayah.... my bad habit mah..
VAL: Airports have regulations. the 2 hr stipulated timing for check in is to prevent cases like this.. and ppl like YOU simply wont obey..
DAD: Sure have ppl late mah..
VAL: Yar. Sure! YOU lar.
DAD: *try to change topic* haiya! sure late..
VAL: When u called a cab, it was ALREADY late.
DAD: *Tries harder 2 chg topic* Ehh hlp me call cathay

Hence i proceeded 2 call cathay.. we were caught in a jam. dad missed the flight. Booked the nxt flight. End of story.

Then i went to school. Changed sit here n there.... Decided to sit 2 rows infront of "eric look alike"... paid attn for the first 1/2 of the lesson. and THATS IT.

Felt extremely motivated at work. Made every call a good call. and gave it my Best. and HELL! i did feel motivated!!!! but by 10.30pm.. my shoulders felt stiff... I felt tired... I felt drained... AND i realized im still unhappy.

Prisc called shortly.
I called James later.
Went into the car.
Blasted the radio
Started to cry as i drive.

LOSER.

I need 2 get a grip on myself.
I havent really identified why im unhappy.
as in.. i haf yet to identify the ROOT cause.

If only u knew how i feel.
If only u see what i see.
If only u understand what im telling u.
I can take it.
If i cant.
I can leave.
But i dont want to.... So id hang on.

Nevertheless. to cry is to release. To release is to feel less tense. To feel less tense is to feel less unhappy. To feel less unhappy is to feel happier tmr. =)
Cheerios!