Thursday, April 29, 2004

I went to work crying for the second time in my work life (the first was during Christmas Eve 2003). My parents were surprised when they saw me dressed up for work. My mother said I should give it one more day for rest. But since I told myself that if my fever is gone I'll be working tonight, I have to do that. I can't afford to be absent anymore. (I think I've mentioned that before.) I felt so special and protected because both my parents woke up for me and my father even accompanied me to wait for a cab. I was touched.

I'll just think that all these sacrifices are for them and I would feel fine.

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