[::..Three in the Bed..::]
Happy Chinese New Year.
The Girls left rubbish messages on my blog....while I was sleeping!
I woke up and the girls were already on the computer. I couldn't sleep the whole night. Farizah was talking by herself. Fatin kept on saying, "Don't pull the blanket!". Me....I listened to my ipod, and then played some ipod games, then pulled out three pillows, tried to sleep on the sofa bed in the hall only to split my pyjama pants when I sat down. So, in order to conserve my modesty, I had to crawl back into bed with those two angels.
Amazingly this time, the two of them finally kept quiet enough for me to fall asleep. That was at 6plus in the morning. I could hear the birds chirping and I began to reminiscence about my first Summer in London. I was so irritated by the little birds chirping outside Foulis Terraces' windows at 4am! After fajr prayer, they didn't give me a chance to sleep. I miss those times. While writing this, I just realised, I'm still wearing the split pyjama pants! I need to go out soon, visit some distinguished nice people then go buy more headscarves.
I spent some time watching Ma cooking Kuah Rawon. Wished uncle Happy New Year, and heating lunch for dad. My family....I am going to miss them. Wish I never have to go back to UK. Wish girls never have to worry about getting married. Wish....wish...wish so many things....Doa kan lagi bagus.
I just attached Lady Rain to my blog. I love this song. And I heard it while I was with Yaqin and Lala in Secret Recipe. I love my life. Can never ask for more.
-Life is never same when your heart is torn in two places....
The Girls left rubbish messages on my blog....while I was sleeping!
I woke up and the girls were already on the computer. I couldn't sleep the whole night. Farizah was talking by herself. Fatin kept on saying, "Don't pull the blanket!". Me....I listened to my ipod, and then played some ipod games, then pulled out three pillows, tried to sleep on the sofa bed in the hall only to split my pyjama pants when I sat down. So, in order to conserve my modesty, I had to crawl back into bed with those two angels.
Amazingly this time, the two of them finally kept quiet enough for me to fall asleep. That was at 6plus in the morning. I could hear the birds chirping and I began to reminiscence about my first Summer in London. I was so irritated by the little birds chirping outside Foulis Terraces' windows at 4am! After fajr prayer, they didn't give me a chance to sleep. I miss those times. While writing this, I just realised, I'm still wearing the split pyjama pants! I need to go out soon, visit some distinguished nice people then go buy more headscarves.
I spent some time watching Ma cooking Kuah Rawon. Wished uncle Happy New Year, and heating lunch for dad. My family....I am going to miss them. Wish I never have to go back to UK. Wish girls never have to worry about getting married. Wish....wish...wish so many things....Doa kan lagi bagus.
I just attached Lady Rain to my blog. I love this song. And I heard it while I was with Yaqin and Lala in Secret Recipe. I love my life. Can never ask for more.
-Life is never same when your heart is torn in two places....