Present.
I woke up early this morning,only 2.35 am WIB and in sub consciousness state of mind i decided to write something.Yesterday had past and it was great. Thank to myself, i’ve got some problem with my stomach.Diarrhea but now it’s seems better.Glad. Think of holiday for a week *in dream*.
In this whole week, i’ve been telling my housemate and classmate about my feet, both feet, injured after playing the futsal last week. Made it into some chaotic news,haha and thinking of it’s going to be fine but it’s seems that my prediction of future are deviated from the truth. The truth is ugly. Ugly truth*just like the tittle of movie that i watched it with atul, rate??3.5.ignore it* Well, consider it is as bad, i think the nail need to take away. Away from me??. Whoaa..
Myself.
I had it in mind for the last couple of month,thinking about my childhood story. Well, it’s never been told before.hmm..i was born in a small village *my mom hometown*in Parit Buntar, Perak, had three siblings and me as the eldest but yet the only girl. When i was a child i think i remembered picturing myself in a girl things. I mean by, my mom love to dressed me up like a princess but as the time passed it changed. I started to love climbing up the kelapa *coconut*,rambutan and belimbing *starfruit* trees, soaking myself in *parit* something like a stream or river but the base is like a mud, playing in paddy field, searching for ‘belalang kunyit’ ,fried it and ate it. Fishing, and finding the ‘belut’ fried it and ate it. All this stuff that i’ve been doing, i’m doing it all with my brothers after school. I love to follow them and i hate being left alone at home. As for the consequences, usually grandma or grandpa will yell at me, telling me to not doing this things.*have once thought to be a big boy* haha, such a nice view of life.
Ah,must be rather confusing.Sorry, well, the three of us living with my grandma and grandpa. Just put it in a simple way,lived in Selangor until 5 years old. Moved to Penang island 6 years old. At 7 my mom let the three of us stayed with her parent. Until i’m about 10, she brought back my brothers with her.Both of them. I feel rather sad at the time because i’ve been left alone but now i understand why,both my brothers were still young and me at the time were almost finished primary school. Also, i’ve been asking my mom and she said her parents ask her to let me stay with them. I guess that is the main reason, not because my mom did’nt love me. haha, and it turned out i’m the golden grandchild in family.*all my cousin..sorry..did’nt mean to brag about it, they loved you guys too, don’t take it to the heart*. Well saying….to be continued next time.
p/s- now,at Putrajaya. I’ve been living there for about 4 years.Well not really.I’m in a different country.Guess it yourself.Enough to my never ending story.The end~