Do I honestly look Malay? I'm not going to get into my whole heritage and parentage thing but honestly speaking do I actually look Malay? At a first glance at least. Gosh! Malay dudes keep whistling and brushing close with a so-called seducing 'Hie!' everywhere I go. It happens so often that I'm somewhat accustomed to it. Unfortunately friends and relatives that tag along when I go out are horrified when I remain normal at the guy's behaviour so here I am curious to know if I do look Malay for them to want to disturb me. Hee.
Parents and their antics are really funny. They don't let you do certain things for fear that you won't remain their little baby anymore and when they desperately need you and you're unable to deliver they get frustrated that you are so incapable. You're unable because you were never given a chance to try in the first place so why don't they understand when you can't do it? Sometimes I just let it be. Sometimes its simply hard to give in to the injustice and listen to the nagging and scoldings. Sometimes I feel like being ignorant and rolling up in bed. I just wish she was here so I could tell her how I feel and listen to her reasonings. I miss her so much at times like this.
Yesterday was fun. It felt so good meeting Szetoo and Asyraf again. Slave or no slave. Hee. To just be in their company brought back memories of the past. Good, funny, silly, crazy memories. =))
KB, Pow-Wow helper and year-ender BRATs, I miss you guys absolutely lots! Lets meet up and go nuts! Hee.
*smiles*
minx wrote at1:06 PM
