nothing was complicated.
we got away with everything.
we didn't have to think about hurting anyone.
we were free..
well most of the time at least :P
everytime i come back to melawati i'm treated like a kid.
they treat me like a kid but expect me to act like an adult...whuh??
i might be the only person in melawati who has to ask permission to go to 7/11....
if i want to go further than that i need 2 peoples permissions...
heres the typical scenario if i wanna go out.
3,2,1 ACTION!
aye: uncle mamat, esok ayesha nak kuar.
umac: watper?
aye: jumpa kawan.
umac: well, thats not up to me...tanya tok.
aye:tok esok ayesha kuar.
tok: watper?
aye:jumpa kawan.
tok:hmm..jgn plak gi mengatal2 plak..(typical response)
aye:takde nye....
tok:blablalblablalbla (usually this contains horible news about some girl kene rape or mati or something tragic which is not related to me at all..)
next day. me all dressed and ready to go
umac: ni nak gi mane nih?
aye: kuar.
umac:kan kita ade ngaji harini..
aye:tok ckp boleh
umac:biller ayesha ckp tok?
aye: smalam.
umac:kuar lepas mengaji takley?
aye: *argh!* tak i dah janji ngan my friend..
umac: ok up to u.....u think what is more important. ur friend or god.
then i usually leave....with a guilty concience. OF COURSE! there is no way in hell i can get out of this house freely... mesti ade jer nak make me guilty.
i nak gi GIANT...
umac: ni asik kuar jer nih....dah dah la tuh.
IT's GODDAMN GIANT!!! not KLCC!!
sigh~
i stumbled across some old photos...and decided it'll be fun to show u guys :)
alia and me with our grandparents :) tok adam and tok shaffour <3
uncle mamat. mama. aunty ana. uncle naguib. the glory days :P
me mama zaman mude2 :D
i miss the old days....
i miss my mom....
i miss my grandfather...
i miss freedom
i miss my boyfriend...
i miss my friends....
i miss chino
listening to: man in the mirror - micheal jackson
//sign out
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