Since young, I never had to worry about money issues and my parents saw me as a spendthrift which they sort of condone and just let me be. In fact, I have people who goes to my livejournal in the past, tells me that I'm a prodigal and shit like that when they know shit about my life. (Oh btw, it's so obvious who you are) *flips hair and walks away bimboticly*
When I first started out with Jacky and my parents knew he had a shop, they were skeptical. (Mind you, both of them are businessman/woman) Not that they weren't supportive per se, but they felt like it's not gonna make it, having been to SUP a few times. Especially my mum.
Mummy: Why don't wanna get a normal job? You wanna study I can pay for it, anywhere. Get a degree and find a decent job. Business not easy one la, trust me girl.
I felt angry. Because she should understand us better, be more supportive and stuffs like that. She, herself with only an O lvl cert started from scratch and is very successful today. She started with nothing after her separation with my dad. She, no other more suitable person should support entrepreneurship. But why? Why is she always putting us down?
Every week when I get to see her..
Mummy: So how's business?
Me: Okay la.. not bad
Mummy: *smiles cynically*
But I do know where she's coming from. Cause she knows it's pure hardwork and in business, it might not always turn out to be a success. She don't want me to go through the same way she did. But too bad, I'm your daughter mum. Just as stubborn as you.
My uncle, whom took care of me (I lived with my grandma and unmarried uncle when I was young cause my dad was busy working most of the time) recently gave me a lump sum of money.
Uncle: Work heart girl.. Put in your heart and success will come to you. Prove it to your mum that one day, Jacky and you will make it like how she did."
He's the only one whose been truly supportive all these while. "Entrepreneurship good what! Young people should try everything!" And for that, I thank you with all my heart.
It's been a long and tough journey for Jacky and I. Working together, we talk about nothing but the shop. Healthy relationship much? But both of us know in our heart that we need to work fucking hard cause SUP's like our baby. Sometimes, Jacky gets so tired he tells me he wanna give up.
Jacky: Fucking sian.. close down want anot? (He's just saying cause all that stress is wearing him out)
Me: SUP's our baby. If your child's like deformed or physically disabled, do you give them up?
No you don't! You nurture it, take care of it and watch them grow. Day by day...
I know SUP will make it cause we are working really really hard. Today I hereby swear that I will not spend my money like water anymore (maybe a few cab rides here and there), Trust me. I swore at my grandma's altar the other day that I'll make my dad proud. (You too, Mum, though she wouldn't like to have your name mentioned) Okay, not funny.
Oh well.. Tomorrow I will go do my hair. (Hey, that's not spending money like water! I would want to look presentable if not no customers will come in to the shop right?) I meant like, I'll stop shopping SO much and spend my money wisely, or wiser.
GO DX!!! GO GO GO!!!
*I wanna tell you that I really love you alot Papa, and Mummy and Daddy, and Mama (Woah.. huge family sorry) and shu shu and gu gu and eveybody for believing in me.
With love overload,
Your precious (self claimed) daughter/niece whatever.