Gossip and Lyfthe usual gossips that we young ppl like to look forward that involves within the circle of frens. e.g: she's dating the ex's best fren, he's sleeping with that slut from the corner. but in my life right now, the "happening" gossips involve my sisters. even though the number 4 is not a bog number, but 4 sisters is enough is to create a happening scene. like i've said before, i've got a dysfunctional family. it only takes 4 siblings and a quirky pair of parents to do this. so anyway, practically, one of my sisters is receiving her own karma. sigh.. but fiddy being a renovated-fiddy, i stay out. it's not that i'm selfish, but if any of u were there for me for the last 4-5 years, u will exactly know the meaning of "Once Bitten, Twice Shy".
i've helped tt sister enough. in fact, helping her made me a helpless person now. when i'm in my ruts, where is she? but i'm thankful to God for blessing me with a great 3rd sister who was there for me each day. she covered every lie i told to my mum for breaking the curfew, she paid my schools fees and give me shelter when my parents are having their own counter-strike at home. and as for the rest of them who are so-called known to be "sisters", where were they when i needed help?
adakala eh, fiddy macam nak cakap aje, "Sape ni kakak sekarang? aku ke kau?" My own trust funds placed aside by my parents for them to oversee my every single need when i'm in school. now where isit? how come i still have to get help from my 3rd sister? how come i have to earn my own money to have allowances? how come i had to work and study at the same time? all thanks to the girls who made it happen lah...
but i know God had arranged this lyf for me for a reason. i kept telling myself that it's ok. maybe it's meant to be for me to be the last sibling standing. the one who will conquer it all. the one who they will never look down on. ah yes. have i ever said that my so-called sisters
(except the 3rd one) looks down at me? they think that studying at age of 23 is a waste of time. they will compare themselves to me cos they started working (permanently) at the age of 18-20. they think that i'm just gonna be big-headed just because of my papers. sigh... now look at their life and compare to mine. even though i have nothing to my name
(except my KittyWave), i have pride and dreams. sigh.. we'll just see who have the last laugh,k?
sometimes eh, me and my 3rd sister would just reminise the times when all of us are under one roof. nak gaduh pasal toilet, sape nak cuci pinggan mangkuk dan sape pakai baju sape... haha. seriously, i missed those days. i missed that very day when i was in K2 and no one picked me up when i alighted the school bus. in the end, the bus driver sent me up to my house. i missed that very day when my 3rd sister stayed up with me caused i was anxiously waiting for my parents to get home from a dinner party. i missed that very day when my mum came back from France and she bought me this really cool bag that says "France is Cool". haha...
but now, eversince the 3 of them got married and brought into their lives with problems, this house seems so much quieter. only during occasional weekends the brats will come and kecoh the whole place and start hiding my bears. i just wanna say that being the youngest is the most pressurizing position. most frens think that i have a great life of being manja and everything. but no, i don't. just imagine this. my parents actually forgot to enrol me into k1. so yes, i actually skipped K1 and enrolled the following year for K2. haha....
for all of you who have siblings that are not married or still young, have a good life,k? don't have one like mine. it's dreadful. and don't freaking your own parents for the mistakes u do. it's your life,so it's your mistakes. i never blamed my parents for anything except the day my 3rd sister left this house. other than that, i believed that God had His reasons.
Let's move on to happy things,aight?
It was a nice holiday wasn't it? i begin mine by reading Pe'ah's blog. hmm... interesting but like i said, nothing now will bring me back to that chapter i've closed. It rained whole morning. i planned the night before to sleep thru til 2pm, but mum just had to wake me up at 12 with her radio. but i went back to sleep again at 3pm til ard 5pm when i had to forced myself to go to work. thank goodness it didnt rained then. but really very cold on the road with the wind.
i've finally finished editing Rafiq's report for SEP. yea, i know. i'm just too nice. i have this tendency to not say No to frens who needs help. in fact i extended my effort to help Nur, but he declined. anyway, i'm glad these guys are gonna end their report soon. i just do not want them to lag in studying the other subjects.
the night before, all of us actually chilled out at Alif after i closed shop. practically, talked about the upcoming holidays. me and isk had finally decided to go on out back-packing trip to India in September. i really hope we will make it. Goa just seems like a dream for now. i wanna make it a reality.... then we all planned to make a trip to one of m'sia's islands this June. maybe a 5-day thingy. something we called
"BachelorPlusFiddy-Party-Getaway-For-Rafique-Before-August". so yea, maybe by 15th or 16th this thing will get on. just one problem. i dunno if i wanna go. actually i really wanna go. i really do. But i have to become "Husnul-Buai" this time. main reason-Budiman. remember how i said before that, the rest really liked to include him in every event? i mean, e...v....e...r...y.... event.... i sound really childish, don't i? but it seems so wrong for me to go with him around. here i am, writing my own path in life, and there he is.. in every frame of it... sigh. this sucks. remind me not to get involve with another from any group of frens i have. argh.