How I Moved Out.

I got home at 3 in the morning, furious, confused and miserable. It took me an hour and a quarter to literally stuff my Room into my Car. Then, I sat at the computer and churned this letter out.

Hi…

First off, I’m sorry if I blew up excessively. I’m just really tired of how things never change at home and for once, would like to be pro-activ, for my own sake.

Anyway, I’ve taken most of my clothing, books I need for my course, My CDs and other essentials. I’ve also taken the bean bag, laundry basket and small table, some bed sheets and a chair. If you want me to return any of these items, I will.

Basically, it would be quite nice if I could also take the rest of my books and the bookshelves, my table, the TV and the radio. Doesn’t matter if you don’t think I should.

Okay. I’ve spoken to Yee Vern about this yesterday. I don’t know how to explain myself to you two, because in the brightest light it seems almost futile. I need the space.

I don’t know how you’ll take this, but I expect it to be unkind. Mum, sorry and please take care of your health. I’ll be fine, trust me. Dad, it would be nice if we could talk again, peacefully.

Yee Vern, take care of Yee Wei, Mum and Dad, yah?

Well, it’s not like I’ll never be back… Trust me. I’m not running away. Just moving out.

Unbelievable as it might seem, it’s awfully difficult to write this note. Whether you want to listen to me or not, the truth is that I love all of You very much, yes, Dad, even you. I miss you guys so… but can hardly say anything for fear of unwanted arguments etc.

I will take care of myself. Trust me. Its about time I learn to live my own life on my own.

Here’s my address:

16-1 Jalan Kaloi, Bangsar Heights, Bangsar, Kuala Lumpur. (Opposite News Straits Times Bangsar Office)

Rental is cheap, only RM350 a month, 2 rooms (with a/c), 2 baths, living hall, furnished kitchen. The place is very quiet and conducive, with a pool, gym, squash and tennis courts, and is only 5 minutes drive (25 minutes walk) from HELP.

Drop by sometime? It’s real nice and cosy.

As for my living expenses, it’s alright if you want to cut me off. I deserve it, I suppose. I’m getting a job soon. As for now, I will manage.

As for the car, Mum, I think you can sell it. I’ll return it next week. I’ll manage. Reduce the family commitments and stuff… I’m quitting the gym as well.

Basically, I’ve got an assessment and lots of work to finish from now till next May. I need the time and space to study. Dad, I would like to transfer to UK next year. I really wish things could have been different with you. I miss you so much sometimes...

Alright, I better go now. Remember to take care of yourselves and I Love You All.

Then, I left the letter in my room, and drove off into the night. With RM6.00 only to my name. And a loaf of bread by my side.

Till today, I think it was one of the best things I've ever done for myself. I also think it was one of the stupidest things I've ever done to myself and my family.

The good news is that distance does indeed make the Heart grow fonder, or at least, reduce the tension and irritation prevalent in some families, especially between a Father and a Son who's so alike in temperament, attitude but not outlook in Life.

As wussy as this may be, it still gets me whenever I watch either plays or films that depict great Father-Son strive. Together by Chen KaiGe is my favourite till date - go watch it if you can. It's worth the RM10 from your friendly DVD pirate.