A phone call

Had a long day. Had to teach an extra class to add to my already loaded sched for a Tuesday. Had to change my teaching sched for the week cos I’ll be taking a leave on Friday to go to Bangkok to get some papers and have my medical done for the visa. Plus I got so lucky to get the toddlers group (lots of shouting and running around) for my part time evening classes. Oh what a long and tiring day! As if all of these were not enough - I came home …turned on my lappy as usual and got bombarded with messages in my messenger from my students. I wouldn’t mind chatting really…it’s just that when you’re tired sometimes you just need a quiet moment….no messages..no buzz…no nudge…no sending of annoying audibles….and no NO NO silly questions like…WHAT IS YOUR NAME???????? DO YOU TEACH IN UTTARADIT SCHOOL????????? I nearly smashed my new lappy to the wall hadn’t I thought I wouldn’t be able to chat to my hubby if I did that! So I signed out from my messenger and used a new ID. It pays to have an extra messenger ID handy in times like this! I only got my hubby in this ID so I was left in my serene moment for a few. But I haven’t had a feel of it yet when my mom sent me a message. Oh stress was the least thing I need at that moment! I was thinking of saying goodnight to mom and asked her to spare me the other details till tomorrow when I would be well rested but then suddenly my tummy started rumbling and shouting for FOOD! FOOD!FOOD! Rushed to the fridge and grabbed anything that my hands could hold — a pack of spicy squid and a bar of Kitkat (yeah right GIVE ME A BREAK!). All these plus lots of kisses and i love you’s from my husband calmed me and sent me to sleep.

I was in queue to get some papers. The lady at the counter was giving me a hard time. I remember looking all worried and was nearly crying. I got no one to turn to and help me. Suddenly my phone rings. A call from a strange number. I knew I had to take it cos my heart wanted to. Hearing that so familiar voice provoked those tears to flood down my all worried face. It has been a while since I last heard that voice. The voice told me to hand the phone to the lady at the counter. I did as I was told. Then I got the phone back and the lady said that my papers are ok and that I could leave now. Talked to that voice on the phone again. I got so many things to say and questions to ask but I just didn’t know how to start. All I knew was that I was crying all the time and listening to him. It felt so good hearing his voice. I remember I told him I miss him and that I couldn’t do everything by myself and that I needed him to be here to fix things the way he used to before. But he said he would always be here to help me. All I had to do was just close my eyes and he said he will give me a call again when I need him again. And then he said, “Bye anak (child)!” and then he hang up before I could say, Bye tatay (dad)!

{Friendster blog December 2008}