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Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Ermmm... wat a bad wk for me.. first, i got a fever which is on n off.. den a headache.. den lastly, a stiff neck which is unbearable n i haf difficulty to move my head frm rite to left.. haizzz... tis is wat happen if long time didnt get ani illness.. wen it happen to come.. ermmm.. frm one illness to many illness tt come by.. bt luckily i gt tis sickness.. at least i can stay at hm n rest.. nwaday skul is BORING.. lessons r getting frm bad to worse.. im getting lazy to go to skul.. frm the marketing projects tt nvr end to the advance excel tt is damn difficult wif all the formulars to remember.. i dun noe whether tis final semester i cn score n go to poly or nt.. or the worse i cn get to is polyclinic lh.. hehehe.. eventhough i try bt my brain is getting rusty frm all the remembering of notes.. i juz hope my parents wud understand tt somehow i dun tink i can make it to poly.. i noe all parents want the best for their children.. bt not all child is the same.. bt wat to do.. i juz haf to try my best to make my parents proud.. my parents always told me,"Selagi blh blajar, blajar.. Keje tu blh biler2.. Nnt kalo dh keje aru ingat nk blajar alek uat pe??".. wat my parents told me r true bt.. *sigh*.. i dun noe lh.. my guy also ask me tt if i cn make it to poly y must i juz let go for it.. bt.. if im still skuling i still haf to kip it as secret again abt my relationship wif my guy.. my parents will explode if they noe tt im in relationship.. bt sometime i cnt wait to haf a full time job n support my famili.. eventhough im werking part time bt i sometime didnt get to njoy tt much wif my money.. paying of my bills, transport money, duit mkn.. im left wif a little money for me to njoy to go shopping to buy wat i want.. haizzz.. if i want to ask frm my guy money oso i haf to tink tt he gt siblings to take care for.. sometime wat his father gave some money to his siblings is nt enuf for dem to eat at hm n at skul.. sometime oso wen his dad short of money he will ask money frm his siblings.. wat kind of father is he?? he cant even support his children?? sometime i wanna ask my guy what his dad do to his money n where it gone to?? bt.. its his famili matter n im juz an outsider.. i dun haf the courage to ask eventhough im his gal.. bt im juz curious.. bt.. nt onli his dad, his mum oso. she will ask frm him money.. sometime i juz wanna him to say to his mum tt he oso nid the money for himself as he left wif little money aft giving some to his siblings.. bt.. tts his mum.. wat i cn say is.."Kasi jer lh.. Yelah tu kn ur mum.." haizzz... im juz pity for him.. i juz cant wait for me oso to get his full time job.. bt sometime i juz cnt understand.. his parents r werking bt where do all their money goes to?? i noe abt his mum.. paying the rent of the hse shes staying at.. the bills.. bt as a mum.. cn she sees her son suffer by wanting to gif some money to her?? my guy is juz a young adult i cn say n oso nid some njoyment n nt stuck wif famili probs... like my mum always say to me.. eventhough theres some financial probs in my famili, my mum wun tell me until if they really tinks her children nids to noe.. nt burden dem wif the probs.. tts y i always feel tt im lucky to haf a famili like tis.. bt despite all tis, tts some probs tt i dun noe n my parents r gd at keeping it.. dey dun like me to tink abt tis n my studies will be disturbed.. its between my parents to tink.. my mum love to say tis sentence,"Kakak jgn risau.. Mk nk kakak blajar jer.. sal duit mak dgn bpk blh urus kn.." Sometimes i dun get sad wen heard wat my mum said.. tts y like i say, i cnt wait to get a full time job n support my famili n nt to burden them animore.. they suffer alot.. so tis time arnd my part as their eldest daughter is to make them happy n pay wat they had done to make their children stay healthy n get gd educations..

♥ a butterfly landed @ Tuesday, January 30, 2007