Pardon my absence. Life has been busy. Remember how I told that guy I didn't really go to see movies? It was true. Somehow, though, I ended up going to see The Hunger Games with Usop-retty (Farah lol) the next day and a week later, A Separation with my mother. She was discharged from the hospital last week. I enjoyed both movies a lot, although I have to say that A Separation is one of the most stressful films I've come across. It's an Iranian story about a family that is breaking up, religion, caring for aged parents, pride and honor, blame and lots of heartbreak - pretty heavy material heightened by the fact that it was all in a language foreign to me. For two hours I just sat there, transfixed but anxious and painfully helpless, as the events unfolded. I walked out of the cinema feeling unhappy, but definitely not disappointed. The cinematography and the colours and the people in the film were very beautiful too.
Other things that have been happening include Ben & Jerry's Free Cone Day with Farah and then giggling at books in Kinokuniya, seeing Syadza for the first time in a while and having some more Ben & Jerry's, and a Lau Pa Sat dinner with my mother and brother last night, which made me feel whole again. My mother has been home for about a week, but only yesterday did I finally let myself open up to her again. It was nice to share with her all that she'd missed these past five months and to listen to her silly recounts about the other mental patients from her ward. If you follow me on twitter you probably wanted to slap me for being so happy. But last night, after taking panadol for flu with her sleeping pills and then realising that she wasn't supposed to, my mom had a sleepless night. That is quite worrying but let's just hope she manages some rest today to make up for it.
This morning, I woke up to French toast for breakfast and a pizza baking in the oven and the drone of channel news asia on TV that my grandmother had dozed off to. It was one of those Saturday mornings that feel like everything is in its right place in the universe. I've been lazing around the whole day but I'll need to get ready for work soon. Have I told you about the freak? We've got a new full-timer at Relish and she's the weirdest creepiest most over-bearing human being I know. She is 26, has shaved the sides of her head, is a self-proclaimed lesbian and also has some mental issues. She keeps standing too close to me and cornering me and looking me up and down with her beady eyes and saying through the stench of chain-smoker breath, "16 years old.... So young......" I feel so violated every time because what the fuck is that supposed to mean?!? Everyone at work hates her and bitches about her and sometimes right to her face but I think she's quite oblivious. My boss tells me to be mean to her because she has to learn. I've been trying.
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