Oh, usah tipu orang awam sampai begitu sekali Aina. One, it's impossible to watch the daily occurrence with your eyes closed, because THAT is the state you're in at that particular time, everyday. Two, you never draw back your curtains, citing "safety" reasons. There's a mango tree beside the window.
Sungguh saya ini macam kelawar.
I'm at home, feeling at peace. My room looks like a major clothes explosion has just taken place, the kind of catastrophe that bothers my mother instead of me. However, the excuse coupon of baru-balik-la-Mama-bagi-relax-dulu is still valid, and I will keep making this offering to my mother until she finally rejects it in an ascending voice, whereby I will quickly retreat to my room and unpack.
Apa lagi nak diceritain ya?
Oh, my plans for employment which I have so enthusiastically laid out (in my mind) were shot down by my parents, on the grounds that I'm better off being paid babysitting Azad. Who wants easy?! I want trials, I want challenges, I want adventures. Where can I get those at this place of dwelling?! At the kitchen, says a certain someone, and to which I will reply, it's supposed to be a rhetorical question please, and unpleasant truths will not be accepted.
Okay sakit perut. Bye.
P.s. Okay okay I will cook! I've promised didn't I?
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