So many things have happened in these two days. It is already July, the coldest month in New Zealand. Grandma is very sick at the moment. Mum has booked the tickets and I took her to Auckland Airport. To other people, driving for 300km may be a small thing, but to me, it is a big thing. This was also the first time that I have driven from Ham to AKL without someone who actually knows how to drive (mum doesn't have a license). I am very happy that I have done it, but at the same time very sad because mum has to go back to Taiwan for my grandma. I wish that she will get better...and if she does not, I wish that she will go from this world without much pain.
Fuzzy and I have prepared the food, washed the dishes and clothes ourselves. Dad has hurt his finger from work. He will get better soon. Now it is the time for me and Fuzzy to live independently. I am sure we will be fine. The only thing that exasperated me was cutting vegetable into very thin pieces when I was hungry, apart from that everything seems to be easy enough. I almost broke the knot on the washing machine, but I put it back together and the washing machine worked fine. Whew...I will survive.
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