Kids, remember when Uncle Barney was dating Aunt R--- Nah I'm not going to pretend anymore.
But remember when I said there was nothing to talk about? Yeah, well, my life turned quite
interesting right after I posted that entry. It was pretty memorable but everyone knows I can't
remember anything beyond the last hour so I have to blog it. But before that, you have to know
that my English has turned horrendous. Like, before, it was bad, now it's bad bad. It's
getting worse there was one time I had to sing the word 'opposite' like how Hi-5 did it last
time. Like O-P-P-O-S-I-T-E! And I don't check my posts for spelling or grammatical errors I just
scan through them to see if I've missed out on any point so yep, pardon my English, folks.
-Oh god I know the future me in 2012 will so kill me right now-
So I told you I went out with Amirul to catch Breaking Dawn right? A few days later my family
and I celebrated our youngest cousin's first birthday. It was just our usual
surprise-with-the-cake routine only this time we put in a little more effort because Prince Ali
is our little precious. I've never liked babies before him. He's just.. the coolest baby ever.
(To those who follow me on Twitter: I take back my words. Reneesme isn't the most gorgeous.
My cousin is. End of story.) Anyways he has his own swing and slide now. A mini playground all
to himself. And a pool. I wonder what I got for my first birthday. Probably just cake. I wasn't
the cute kid. Sherra was. She was fat and chubby and very pretty -still pretty- and everyone
loved her. Everyone wanted to carry her... or so the pictures described it. I barely had baby
pictures at all. Actually my family doesn't even own one. Most of my childhood was spent in my
old neighbour's house. They took care of me -and Sherra but my relatives still adored her- while
both of my parents were working then.
The mini celebration was great. Ali got overwhelmed by his big toys that he cried and wouldn't
go near them. He loved his toy gun though. Kept jumping at the sound of the pulled trigger.
Awesome.
And then I met up with an old friend. Not sure if it was a date or not but whatever I had a good
time. We watched You're The Apple Of My Eye and Happy Feet 2 and went to town just because I
felt like going. That's not the best part though. The best part was when we headed to his house
after the movies to grab his shoes and I, well.. I went to his house. And met his mum. I thought
it would be weird and scary but it wasn't at all. As soon as I stepped inside, I felt nothing.
As normal as I can be. We resumed our date, or not-date whatever, and roamed a liiiitle around
town. My night ended pretty well. I survived without freaking out on him. I think he did though.
He thought I was weird. He thought I was like a village kid coming to town for the first time so
anxious and excited and wanting to touch everything I could reach... He doesn't know I'm like
that all the time. I thought he was the weird one. I mean, how could you not touch and feel
them, right? Feeling is adventurous and I.. am feeling it.
USS! USS! USS! I went to USS with the boys! It was fantastic. My favourite ride was the Mummy
but now I have a new favourite, the Transformers! It was just so real and you feel like you're
part of the movie. Love it love it love it! ...I pissed off my friends though. I went missing
for an hour with Helmi because we were cooling ourselves down by taking pictures all over the
place. Truly sorry you guys. Oh yeah, we also went bowling. I bowled for the first time
with my friends. Of course I was a noob. Almost every ball went to drain thingy but I had fun!
Don't have to be great just because they're boys.
I think I caught 4 movies this month. The last show was New Year's Eve. Bad movie. It's rubbish
and you guys shouldn't watch it if you hadn't. Two thumbs down for me.
So my mum is away. And my dad almost killed me for going out. And coming home late. It was only
once. The night at USS. And he's been bad mood-ing with me ever since. He tried to let go of it
but I can't. I've also been quiet at home. I don't think he even knows of my N Level results
unless my mum told him. He never asked me about my results before so I didn't bother telling.
Every slip was either signed by mama or my sisters or myself. My relationship with my dad has
always been like this so it's cool. We don't hold grudge or anything because that's just
nonsense and stupid. I pass by the way. My points were not at all what I expected. I teared
right away the moment my form teachers showed me the "promoted" part of the slip. And now that
that is over, I have made the decision to continue and take my O Level even though the initials
ITE have been in my head since last year. I thought I want to experience it but as always I
can't win when the universe is against me.
I have made some amendments to my "rules" for next year:
1) Stay away from the things that are prohibited for me to touch. Or see. Or smell.
2) Speak up and be a more confident me.
3) Stay grounded. I'm not meant to fly because I realised I hate roller coasters now. And I
can't breathe more than 10 seconds under water.
4) Save. A lot.
5) Pray. Consistently.
6) Bloody start paying attention in class.
I've actually already broken more than half the rules there but.. 2012 isn't until 10 days from
now. Until then, keep calm and keep smiling. XO
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