just talking to my dad for ten mins can mean so much sometimes.

i admit, i'm not quite the model daughter and can sometimes go a week without seeing or talking to either parent. and i don't talk to my dad often at all, except answering that yes i've already had my dinner and please no more blueberry post breakfast cereal, thanks dad.

but i came home early today to ask him about an internship job which i had told my mother about and which my mother had come back to tell me that my dad's not too happy about. yeah i know. people in this house don't talk directly to each other, we talk through my mom.

anyway coming back to the point, i asked him about it straight out today, and instead of it being a daughter-trying-to-convince-old-fashioned-dad scenario i'd envisioned, it quickly turned into an advice-giving session. and it was great.

it was great not because he was giving me sound and solid advice about what i should do, but rather, it was great because i could see a little bit of a change in him. i think for him it was great to finally be needed, after getting told at 3 companies that he was redundant, and going to be retrenched. i think it was good for him to realise that sometimes he's needed too, and not everyone disregards his opinions.

for me, it was great to have some help. i'd been bouncing back and forth on this for so long with almost an equal number of reasons as to whether i should do it or not. i think my dad being opposed to it provided one giant reason to hesitate, too.

so it was nice to get it out of the way. in fact, we spoke about the internship job for about 2 mins and then he was more concerned about me takin up MANUAL driving instead of auto driving. he was so passionate about me having more advantages with a manual license that he started miming how to operate a manual car, with his legs in the air on the imaginary clutch and accelerator. haha it was quite cute, so since he decided i should go ahead with the internship, i decided to let him have the manual license. its all about compromise.

all in all it was a short but moving talk. finally some communication between father and daughter, and i'm sure he felt it too. so all of you, go go out and have a conversation with your parents. it can feel great sometimes, and i'm sure they miss being a part of your life.

in other news, i'd spent so long thinking about whether or not to do the internship thing that when i finally got the go ahead from my dad, the position had already been filled. see boys and girls, procrastination is evil.

sigh.