Ok, im in the mood to update my blog for now.

Since i love my little boy soooooooo much, i shall then post out his many-many pics with his one and only yellow baju kurung.

If you look at his hair, very the pakcik2 botak like that.

During first day or Raya, my cushion still botak. Macam rambut Shibly.

Pretended not to look at the camera…

Pretended to be shy….

All ready with his little songkok and samping…

Muka step…

He kept taking the songkok away from him. But he controlled it when he looked at his daddy wearing the songkok too.

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I imitate the way Shibly crying. I know im trying to act cute actually tapi tak cute langsung. Hur hur hur!

Ok let’s move on to another pics…..

My mum, kid bro and Shibly. At my mum’s place.

Me, mum and Shibly. By the way, i don’t think im gonna wear my $35 baju kurung yellow anymore. Did you see the red paint on the wall? The paint was still wet and my kain unaccidentally touch the red wall and there it goes my kain sudah ada tanda red paint.

Lucky my baju $35 eh? If $350 how? Confirm berus kain mati-matian punya kasi tanda dia hilang. Heheheeh!!

The 3 of us. I always feel so comfortable at my mum’s place. I wish i could stay there permanently with my mum. Maybe because, i used to stay there for so long. I used to be the sole breadwinner of the family. Only mum and me. I loved to pay for the rental fees, conservancy charges and utilities bill for my mum. I loved being single at that time. I loved having the freedom and suka2 tak nak balik at that time. My mum was so understanding because she knew i could take care of myself. But when she bad mood, siap lah i kena scolded teruk2 for my mum and she started to yell at me, “ko ingat rumah ni hotel? Suka2 balik, tak nak balik? Mana kau tidur? Pemalas! Dah tak tau masak, kemas rumah pun malas!” And the list goes on and on. lol!

About the part where i suka2 balik tak nak balik tu, sometimes i slept at my Jurong Place (my house with my dad). But because my sister moved in with us at Jurong at that time of point, i decided to move in with my mum. It was such a hassle because some of my clothes and shoes bersepah sepah between my Jurong house and Q’town.

Alar ada je alasan eh? LOL! Most of the time i suka tidur at CHALET. LOL! Every week mesti ada CHALET. LOL! LOL!

I love my husband although dia memang banyak kasi i muntah darah, muntah air, muntah hingus and etc……

I noticed that i never took any single photo with my husband! That’s very bad!!

Last but not least, i miss my Bapak many2. But because of the evil witch, i couldn’t see him often. Why do i get such an EVIL STEPMUM? I think Cinderella punya Step mum pun tak se-EVIL that woman.

See how much i miss him!

I got to visit my dad at his workplace around Q’town area during the first day of Raya. Imagined that i gotta wait for my dad to confirm whether i can meet him or not ? It was because he got to make sure that his wife will not be coming at his workplace too. After all the confirmation, my dad called and said that i could come over and visit him at his workplace. How miserable!

Sometimes, i just feel like crying because till now, i couldn’t accept that he is married with someone else and had a family on his own. He lose weight a lot and now he got diabetes. He has totally changed. I wanted him to stay with me but … ahh.. better don’t mention it lah.

Shibly and his Datuk boncit. Poor Shibly. He rarely get to meet my dad.

Kalau nak bercerita pasal family, memang never ending. But that’s the fact about our life eh. Each family has their own personal problem. It is a matter of how you handle the problem.

Ok next entry i shall blog about my jalan raya with  the bikini killers! So stay tuned! :p

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