Cry Me A River
Boo!!! Yes, it's been an eternity since I've last blogged... and I'm sure you guys have been wondering where I've been all this time... at least those who actually bother to talk to me online... bleah... Well, it's quite hard to believe, even for myself, but I ran away from home... no, you heard me correctly... I RAN AWAY FROM HOME!!! No, I did not hide under a rock... So since your ears are all pricked up now... I shall, begin this rather odd tale of a runaway... or run-a-wei... *groan*
The scene begins at a home in Serangoon Gardens while my grandma is away on a mission trip to China... I just came back from church camp and my grandpa is arguing with the tenant... yea... they rent the rooms out to people... so anyway... the bickering progressively gets worse over the next couple of days... And I'm like in my room trying to hear both sides of the story... after a while, I just can't be bothered... So sometimes at night, I ask my grandpa what the fighting's all about... and he more than tells me... stupid mistake... now for those of you who know my grandpa... the thing about him is that he doesn't know when to stop... so I'm like... ok, uh-huh, nods head... I think this goes on about 15 mins... oh well... that's doesn't seem like it's bad but every night?!! and then he also pauses so long sometimes you think he's done... and then starts at it again...
That's problem number one... okay... a few days later my auntie calls my out for high tea at some hotel... Buffet style... we waited for the restaurant to open... so restaurant opens and the people go in... I sit at the table waiting for my other relatives to take their food from the buffet table... turns out that we aren't actually supposed to take the food yet... so we have to wait... it eventually ticked off my grandpa... I thought that was it when he complained to a waitress... Upside though, I had fun playing scissors, paper, stone with my little cousin... ok, tangent... haha... yea... so we finished high tea and then headed for the car park... As we were walking halfway there, my grandpa decides he's not done with complaining... After looking around we find he's at the reception table getting into quite an argument with the receptionist or manger there... I couldn't be bothered...
So why am I telling you this? Read on... My grandma comes back from China and finds out that my grandpa has been arguing with the tenant and starts complaining to me... so in one ear I have my grandpa complaining about the tenant and in the other ear, my grandma complaining about my grandpa arguing with the tenant... arghh... I need peace and quite man!!! That's just the tip of the iceberg...
Ok, so all this stuff my grandpa's going through is rubbing off on me... He starts complaining to me the following week about how I sleep too late... and etc etc etc.... and it was only 9PM!!!!!! I've seen him come back before with my grandma around 2AM!!!!! Sheesh!!! I thought it was just in the spur of the moment verbal attack... I was wrong... Next day was when I decided to get out of the house...
I was chatting with Yi Xian on MSN... said he wanted to play pool... I didn't feel like going out that day... oh well... my grandma was out that day too... so knowing what transpired the night before, she called my handphone 1st... but I was in the toilet so I couldn't answer... so she calls the house phone... my grandpa picks it up and passes it too me... now that might seem normal in any situation but you see, my toilet doesn't have a lock... so he slams opens the door without knocking and hands the phone to me... I was in shock... it was so out of character for him... I decided then that I wasn't going to take anymore crap from him... no pun intended... After that, I took a few clothes, toiletries and left... didn't tell anyone where I was going...
Met Dean along the way to Hereen... then told him about my predicament... haha... then met Joel and Yi Xian for pool... what a laugh!!! we played like 30-ball pool!!!! Hilarious!!! Ok, then we went to Plaza Singapura for dinner and met Justin, Clement, Clarence, Ben, Dan, Jacqueline, Charmaine, Ryan and Charlotte.... some of them just ended the rock climbing session... So after our dinner at the food court, we headed out for the MRT and saw the whole of Plaza Singapura filled with smoke!!! Yi Xian said Dean farted and now we had to evacuate the whole building... lol... anyway, Joel's mum called and asked him if he knew Plaza Singapura was on fire... Joel said he was there and his mum asked him "Wow, What did you do?" hahahahahahahaha..... Oh well, kinda like represented what I was going through that week... my life's like on fire and somehow I still see the humour... what a joke... maybe I'm a joke... lol.... some Singaporeans actually wanted to take a closer look!!! At the fire I mean... bleah...
So yea.... I called Ramu to ask if I could stay at his place... he said he wasn't going to be home this week but gave me some cash and helped me find a hotel that night... so sweet of him... which reminds me... I need to pay him back soon... so after jamming at IndoChine until like 1 in the morning, I headed back to, of all places, hotel 81 that night... what made it worse was that the cab I took decided to take a detour and some road was blocked cos they were like moving floats for national day I think... so we're like stuck on the road watching all these floats pass by us at 2am in the morning... surreal... slept at 230am or around there... didn't reply to my dad's or mum's messages...
Morning broke and the gravity of the situation hit me... I'm like... whoa... what's it gonna be? Here for the whole week? I couldn't take it... I broke down in the hotel room... somehow the fact that no one was there to listen to my whimpers comforted me... I wandered around town, sometimes ignoring messages and phone calls from relatives... Joseph called to ask me if I was having dinner so we ate at BistroSymphony cos Waffletown was cleaning... told him about what happened... he said I could stay over at his place... so I did after jamming at the sanctuary that night... we went a bit earlier cos he wanted me to work on his lyrics... how apt... it started like... "Broken, confused, battered, abused... why is my world crashing over me?" I had to fight back the tears... anyway... stayed over at his place and went to play badminton with Dean, Maurice and Maurice's mum and a few other aunties... they're sooo pro... they like trashed all of us... lol... then it was lunch...
Joseph had to go to school that day so I took the risk of going back home to change my clothes... my grandpa wasn't it... phew... told my grandma I wouldn't be back yet... then I left to eat dinner with Joseph at Waffletown... after that there was this music ministry training at church so we went for that... stayed at Joseph's place again...
Friday was interesting too... Joseph had to go to school... I went to church and wandered around... for like 4 hours!!! Somehow there's always something comforting about being in the church sanctuary... I played the piano for 2 hours until Michael the caretaker chased me out... haha... talked to Moses, the other caretaker, then went to sit in the school canteen for about 15 mins until some guy told me they were fogging the place for pests... went back to sit outside the sanctuary... and Moses comes by again... his stories are really interesting... how he went from becoming a gangster/loan shark to a Christian... you should really listen to his testimony... aight, then went to Waffletown to eat... Met Rev Juliette and soon to be pastor Edmund Koh there... Debbie, Cheryl and Zaneta popped by too so I had dinner with them... After a while, Joseph decides to show up with Becky... then they went for cell and I went for worship practice...
Headed down to the cell rooms after prac and joined them at Caltex for a drink... sometimes I feel like left out of a conversation... no one talks with me... so they decided that they all wanted to go to Ben's house nobody says who's following who... I don't know what's happening so I decide to like head home... Chang drives up by me and asks if I want to follow... so choosing the less of the 2 "evils"... sorry bad analogy... best I could come up with... I decide not to go back home and go to Ben's house and sit at the piano playing and singing my heart out... Chang sent me home around 12...
Went for Xiao Hui's birthday party on Saturday too... they were all in their cliques... felt I was only there just to play a birthday song... like they're using me or something... so I start playing the piano and I get more requests... man, why is it always at a musical instrument I enjoy the company of people... can't people talk to me if I'm not playing an instrument and enjoy talking to the real me... It's as if I or they have created this image of an alternate, cooler Jordan and people only want to be associated with that... oh well, I chose my fate a long time ago... guess I'm to blame for that eh? I dun care anymore what you guys think... so excuse me for being selfish, whiny and melodramatic right now... Why can't someone just listen for once and stop talking, presuming to think they know me...
Sunday was ok again lah... spent some time in the canteen with Jon Ong jamming while Hwai May, Janice and Robyn listened as they were preparing for cell... wrote another song with Joseph too... this time not sooo morbid... haha... then games... after games before dinner, I sat and played my guitar and sang my heart out again... I didn't care if anyone was listening... they all seemed engrossed in other stuff... went for dinner then went home...
Well, if you've read the entire story, I thank you for listening... I also like to thank a few people who've helped me through this rough patch in my life... sheesh... this sounds like an award ceremony...
I thank Ramu, Joel, Daniel, Joseph, my uncles and aunties for giving me the option of staying at their place last week... been a real blessing guys... I thank Aunty Lee Ong and her Mum for praying for me when I stayed at they're place... I thank Minli, Dawn, Raycee, Kenny, Ben, Muiling, Madeline, Moses, Janice, Justin, Chang, Roy, Randy for being the kind, compassionate friends who always give me a listening ear even when you don't want to... the world needs more people like you guys... I thank my parents for loving too much to let me go.... and last but definitely NOT least... I thank God for carrying me through... footprints in the sand... and if yall wanna know...
I'm home...
The scene begins at a home in Serangoon Gardens while my grandma is away on a mission trip to China... I just came back from church camp and my grandpa is arguing with the tenant... yea... they rent the rooms out to people... so anyway... the bickering progressively gets worse over the next couple of days... And I'm like in my room trying to hear both sides of the story... after a while, I just can't be bothered... So sometimes at night, I ask my grandpa what the fighting's all about... and he more than tells me... stupid mistake... now for those of you who know my grandpa... the thing about him is that he doesn't know when to stop... so I'm like... ok, uh-huh, nods head... I think this goes on about 15 mins... oh well... that's doesn't seem like it's bad but every night?!! and then he also pauses so long sometimes you think he's done... and then starts at it again...
That's problem number one... okay... a few days later my auntie calls my out for high tea at some hotel... Buffet style... we waited for the restaurant to open... so restaurant opens and the people go in... I sit at the table waiting for my other relatives to take their food from the buffet table... turns out that we aren't actually supposed to take the food yet... so we have to wait... it eventually ticked off my grandpa... I thought that was it when he complained to a waitress... Upside though, I had fun playing scissors, paper, stone with my little cousin... ok, tangent... haha... yea... so we finished high tea and then headed for the car park... As we were walking halfway there, my grandpa decides he's not done with complaining... After looking around we find he's at the reception table getting into quite an argument with the receptionist or manger there... I couldn't be bothered...
So why am I telling you this? Read on... My grandma comes back from China and finds out that my grandpa has been arguing with the tenant and starts complaining to me... so in one ear I have my grandpa complaining about the tenant and in the other ear, my grandma complaining about my grandpa arguing with the tenant... arghh... I need peace and quite man!!! That's just the tip of the iceberg...
Ok, so all this stuff my grandpa's going through is rubbing off on me... He starts complaining to me the following week about how I sleep too late... and etc etc etc.... and it was only 9PM!!!!!! I've seen him come back before with my grandma around 2AM!!!!! Sheesh!!! I thought it was just in the spur of the moment verbal attack... I was wrong... Next day was when I decided to get out of the house...
I was chatting with Yi Xian on MSN... said he wanted to play pool... I didn't feel like going out that day... oh well... my grandma was out that day too... so knowing what transpired the night before, she called my handphone 1st... but I was in the toilet so I couldn't answer... so she calls the house phone... my grandpa picks it up and passes it too me... now that might seem normal in any situation but you see, my toilet doesn't have a lock... so he slams opens the door without knocking and hands the phone to me... I was in shock... it was so out of character for him... I decided then that I wasn't going to take anymore crap from him... no pun intended... After that, I took a few clothes, toiletries and left... didn't tell anyone where I was going...
Met Dean along the way to Hereen... then told him about my predicament... haha... then met Joel and Yi Xian for pool... what a laugh!!! we played like 30-ball pool!!!! Hilarious!!! Ok, then we went to Plaza Singapura for dinner and met Justin, Clement, Clarence, Ben, Dan, Jacqueline, Charmaine, Ryan and Charlotte.... some of them just ended the rock climbing session... So after our dinner at the food court, we headed out for the MRT and saw the whole of Plaza Singapura filled with smoke!!! Yi Xian said Dean farted and now we had to evacuate the whole building... lol... anyway, Joel's mum called and asked him if he knew Plaza Singapura was on fire... Joel said he was there and his mum asked him "Wow, What did you do?" hahahahahahahaha..... Oh well, kinda like represented what I was going through that week... my life's like on fire and somehow I still see the humour... what a joke... maybe I'm a joke... lol.... some Singaporeans actually wanted to take a closer look!!! At the fire I mean... bleah...
So yea.... I called Ramu to ask if I could stay at his place... he said he wasn't going to be home this week but gave me some cash and helped me find a hotel that night... so sweet of him... which reminds me... I need to pay him back soon... so after jamming at IndoChine until like 1 in the morning, I headed back to, of all places, hotel 81 that night... what made it worse was that the cab I took decided to take a detour and some road was blocked cos they were like moving floats for national day I think... so we're like stuck on the road watching all these floats pass by us at 2am in the morning... surreal... slept at 230am or around there... didn't reply to my dad's or mum's messages...
Morning broke and the gravity of the situation hit me... I'm like... whoa... what's it gonna be? Here for the whole week? I couldn't take it... I broke down in the hotel room... somehow the fact that no one was there to listen to my whimpers comforted me... I wandered around town, sometimes ignoring messages and phone calls from relatives... Joseph called to ask me if I was having dinner so we ate at BistroSymphony cos Waffletown was cleaning... told him about what happened... he said I could stay over at his place... so I did after jamming at the sanctuary that night... we went a bit earlier cos he wanted me to work on his lyrics... how apt... it started like... "Broken, confused, battered, abused... why is my world crashing over me?" I had to fight back the tears... anyway... stayed over at his place and went to play badminton with Dean, Maurice and Maurice's mum and a few other aunties... they're sooo pro... they like trashed all of us... lol... then it was lunch...
Joseph had to go to school that day so I took the risk of going back home to change my clothes... my grandpa wasn't it... phew... told my grandma I wouldn't be back yet... then I left to eat dinner with Joseph at Waffletown... after that there was this music ministry training at church so we went for that... stayed at Joseph's place again...
Friday was interesting too... Joseph had to go to school... I went to church and wandered around... for like 4 hours!!! Somehow there's always something comforting about being in the church sanctuary... I played the piano for 2 hours until Michael the caretaker chased me out... haha... talked to Moses, the other caretaker, then went to sit in the school canteen for about 15 mins until some guy told me they were fogging the place for pests... went back to sit outside the sanctuary... and Moses comes by again... his stories are really interesting... how he went from becoming a gangster/loan shark to a Christian... you should really listen to his testimony... aight, then went to Waffletown to eat... Met Rev Juliette and soon to be pastor Edmund Koh there... Debbie, Cheryl and Zaneta popped by too so I had dinner with them... After a while, Joseph decides to show up with Becky... then they went for cell and I went for worship practice...
Headed down to the cell rooms after prac and joined them at Caltex for a drink... sometimes I feel like left out of a conversation... no one talks with me... so they decided that they all wanted to go to Ben's house nobody says who's following who... I don't know what's happening so I decide to like head home... Chang drives up by me and asks if I want to follow... so choosing the less of the 2 "evils"... sorry bad analogy... best I could come up with... I decide not to go back home and go to Ben's house and sit at the piano playing and singing my heart out... Chang sent me home around 12...
Went for Xiao Hui's birthday party on Saturday too... they were all in their cliques... felt I was only there just to play a birthday song... like they're using me or something... so I start playing the piano and I get more requests... man, why is it always at a musical instrument I enjoy the company of people... can't people talk to me if I'm not playing an instrument and enjoy talking to the real me... It's as if I or they have created this image of an alternate, cooler Jordan and people only want to be associated with that... oh well, I chose my fate a long time ago... guess I'm to blame for that eh? I dun care anymore what you guys think... so excuse me for being selfish, whiny and melodramatic right now... Why can't someone just listen for once and stop talking, presuming to think they know me...
Sunday was ok again lah... spent some time in the canteen with Jon Ong jamming while Hwai May, Janice and Robyn listened as they were preparing for cell... wrote another song with Joseph too... this time not sooo morbid... haha... then games... after games before dinner, I sat and played my guitar and sang my heart out again... I didn't care if anyone was listening... they all seemed engrossed in other stuff... went for dinner then went home...
Well, if you've read the entire story, I thank you for listening... I also like to thank a few people who've helped me through this rough patch in my life... sheesh... this sounds like an award ceremony...
I thank Ramu, Joel, Daniel, Joseph, my uncles and aunties for giving me the option of staying at their place last week... been a real blessing guys... I thank Aunty Lee Ong and her Mum for praying for me when I stayed at they're place... I thank Minli, Dawn, Raycee, Kenny, Ben, Muiling, Madeline, Moses, Janice, Justin, Chang, Roy, Randy for being the kind, compassionate friends who always give me a listening ear even when you don't want to... the world needs more people like you guys... I thank my parents for loving too much to let me go.... and last but definitely NOT least... I thank God for carrying me through... footprints in the sand... and if yall wanna know...
I'm home...
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