simple maths

you asked me how i manage to cook in the morning before going to work
i replied that i dont do much makeup on my face

you asked me how i manage to cook everyday in the morning before going to work
i replied that sometimes i do have my lazy days and i just drop in McDonalds for food

so, if i am lazy every single day
i do have to feed my family junk food every days

which is why i choose to cook most of the time

penumpang

adat menumpang.. bila ada apa-apa perkara yang terjadi, you will be the last one to know. bila ada perkara-perkara yang perlu dibincangkan, you are never invited to the round table. bila ada perkara-perkara tahi lagi menjijikkan, you are the first one to be blame.

adatlah.. kalau dah menumpang.

pejam mata, tutup telinga.

kalau tak, kau yang depresi.


p/s: i just want a place on my own. a place i can call MY HOME.

i am a person who knows what i want.. no matter how frequent i flinched, deep down i always know what i want.

i want an emerald diamond as my wedding ring.

so, i get one.💚💚💑

you are who you are

they say, you have a family, then bits and pieces of you will go away one by one... until eventually you won't recognize yourself anymore.

but i think, through the time, people change. all people change.

for better or worse.

we all change.

those days ahead

This week, i keep on wondering... sapa akan jaga aku when i'm too old and ugly.. when i am sick, and sickening everybody and on my deathbed.. who will have have the patience to take care of me?

at night, i look at my husband's face... will he stick by me... no matter what? i surely hope he did.. but at present, i have a feeling that he won't. i don't know why. maybe because he don't usually show his feeling, or maybe he just literally have no feeling. hmm.

my kids.. i don't think that they stay as well. Of course i will teach them to be good, nice, respect the elder thingy... but by the time i am too sick, and ugly and messy and they have other things to do and achieve in life, i don't think i am matters anymore. Or if they really wanted to but they have no time and opportunity to really takes care of me. like me and my mother... hmm.

i opt for a hospital.. or an old folks home.. or a private retirement home. tak susahkan sesiapa. 

things to remember

this might seems ancient.. but i will encourage all my kids to write a journal/blog/diary about themselves. for all i know, it is as good as a mirror. for all the good or bad.