Thursday, April 3, 2008
Goodness gracious. I can't remember the last time I blogged. Wow... this feels great. This is me. This is so me. Typing all the crap about myself. Like a diary. Only more. I love you blogspot!
So I'm back! I'm back to this internet world. Im back typing about my life and for all you know someone from London is reading! (aisehmen London seh..) OLA!
Ok so i went missing for a while. Because.. hmm lets not elaborate on that. But what important is, I've been a selfish mofo. Yea. A HUGE selfish one. But its alright. Im growing. Its part and parcel of life to make some mistakes. Im now 20 and a happy girl. A VERY lucky one. Cos i have the bestest friends in the whole wide world who are VERY forgiving and they really love me dearly.
You girls have no idea how much I cried missing you guys during that period of my life. And you have no idea how afraid I was to not get to see you guys get married and have babies. I've always looked forward to see this in about 10 years time down the road:
Salwah having a home, with only disposable plastic utensils availabe in her kitchen (as she is very aggressive when it comes to washing dishes. And i really mean aggressive).
Maria making us her devil sausage EVERY SINGLE TIME we come over. And EVERYTIME she does, the smoke alarm will go on.
Nini scolding her children "Takmo main air! Jangan macam macam eh mama tak bawak baju" OR "Alaaaa.. tanja anak mama.."(the word is actually manja but mushier version).
Faezah's kitchen with empty cupboards and an empty fridge. Husband come back from work mengamok. And she'll call me "Salina, extra lauk bawak datang sini."
And of course for me, my dining table will be filled with dishes. Dari hujong ke hujong. And my child will still be hungry. Like mother like son. HAHAHA.
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So I'm back! I'm back to this internet world. Im back typing about my life and for all you know someone from London is reading! (aisehmen London seh..) OLA!
Ok so i went missing for a while. Because.. hmm lets not elaborate on that. But what important is, I've been a selfish mofo. Yea. A HUGE selfish one. But its alright. Im growing. Its part and parcel of life to make some mistakes. Im now 20 and a happy girl. A VERY lucky one. Cos i have the bestest friends in the whole wide world who are VERY forgiving and they really love me dearly.
You girls have no idea how much I cried missing you guys during that period of my life. And you have no idea how afraid I was to not get to see you guys get married and have babies. I've always looked forward to see this in about 10 years time down the road:
Salwah having a home, with only disposable plastic utensils availabe in her kitchen (as she is very aggressive when it comes to washing dishes. And i really mean aggressive).
Maria making us her devil sausage EVERY SINGLE TIME we come over. And EVERYTIME she does, the smoke alarm will go on.
Nini scolding her children "Takmo main air! Jangan macam macam eh mama tak bawak baju" OR "Alaaaa.. tanja anak mama.."(the word is actually manja but mushier version).
Faezah's kitchen with empty cupboards and an empty fridge. Husband come back from work mengamok. And she'll call me "Salina, extra lauk bawak datang sini."
And of course for me, my dining table will be filled with dishes. Dari hujong ke hujong. And my child will still be hungry. Like mother like son. HAHAHA.
Ok life update. Im now working at a law firm somewhere in Tanjong Pagar. As a lawyer of course. (macam faham) And I have a bunch of colleagues who has never failed to make me laugh. I've been learning tagalog from one of them and don't be surprised if you see me wandering about at Lucky Plaza in spaghetti top and hot pants. FUUH.
Think I'll look disgusting in those? Think again. I am now attending yoga classes for fun and of cos to lose some of the extra me. What i worry about is, people might mistake me for Eva Mendez 5 months down the road. How tragic is that.
I became an aunt about 4 months ago thanks to Irfan Daniel. He is the love of my life now. He is growing up so fast. And of course, me, as a good aunt have been buying him clothes almost every other week! Reason: the button always looks lyk as tho they will pop out anytime. He's just so adorable. Lyk how Nini will say it.. "Alaaaa tanja.."
My baby, Snow sadly passed away on the 28th of July last year. He was 14 years old and the vet said he died due to liver failure which is common among aged cats. For about a month I cried at least once a day reminiscing the times i spent with him. I still sleep with the blanket he last slept on. Bacteria no bacteria I don't care. If his soul were ever to come and see me, at least he'll see me still loving him. He's the most beautiful cat in my eyes ever.
Alright for those of you who knows me well you've definitely heard me complaining about not having my own space at home before. Cos i didn't have my own room and for 19 years of my life i had to survive with a cupboard in my mom's room, and a drawer at the living room. I really didn't have my own space which made me kinda depress. HAHA. Yea I'm serious. I cried at the window in the middle of the night when i was 13cos I fought with my sister for putting my clothes on my bed (which is in her room of cos). 19 years of rage made me promise myself to turn Debbie Travis when I have my own room! However its not for the faint hearted cos its extremely girly you might hate the sight of it. But I LOVE my room!
Okay. To wrap up. Now Im single. Happy. Emotionally and physically healthy (except for some extra kilos as usual). Financially comfortable (of course.. im a lawyer remember)I have all the love in the world from my family and my friends. What a life! All thanks to Him. Alhamdulillah.
LOVE IS BLIND. I AGREE BIG TIME.
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