mel: puan, la~zelia mahesh: eelz sha & the gang: naz (honestly i hate this one) the rest: just plain ol' elia my matahari: that's a secret *wink*
i'm not a sexybomb, i'm just .. + potentially malignant medical student + psychogenically dependant on music + loves the sound of the guitar + have strong feelings towards everything + easily distracted + hates rules + responsible for own actions + hates being envious + imaginative + good sense of humour + likes to be loved (honestly who doesn't?) + finds it hard to trust someone + easily hurt
I jus had my shower done..with Banana nourishing shampoo from Body Shop which i bought during sale today..perrghh!! besh giloss..can u imagine how it feels like to have ur hair smells like banana? some mite say "yucks" but i would say "woo-hoooo". well, yes, i do feel so fresh rite now. I went through Wanda's latest update post in her blog. Takziah to her cos her nenek passed away yesterday. She posted bout how good and close her relationship with her atuk is. It's nice to hear bout it.
Her story reminds me bout me and my atuk. Shall i say here that my atuk didnt like me since the day i wus born? well,yeah, it's true anyway. Instead, he and my late nenek ( from papa's side ) never take me and my siblings as their grand daughters ..ill tell you y .. From the beginning when my papa got married with my mum, atuk and nenek never like her as their daughter-in-law . Mum was said to try taking advantage of my papa's status as son of quite a rich family in the kampung. Can u guys imagine they did 'kenduri makan roti canai' for her and my papa? Sad to hear that, mama never want to tell me bout it but since me and my sis keep on asking about why atuk and nenek doesnt seem to like us, she had no choice but to tell the truth. Things became worst when my mum never gave birth to a son ( they dont like girls anyway ). I never know how does it feels like to have love from my grandparents since nenek on mum's side has passed away even before i wus able to get to see this beautiful world. I can still remember how my nenek treated me and my siblings during Hari Raya in 1987. We never had chance to get baju raya from her while my other cousins had few sewn by nenek. Until now ... until the day when my eldest sister get married, they were not there for the special moment in my family. I couldnt care less about them. Even i started to think that my grandparents had passed away... they never exist in me..
p/s : im jealous with wanda and her atuk .. *sigh*