Ma!! Its A HiT & Run??~

We were gonna stop by Milimewah to drop off the cabutan bertuah thingy..so tym nak park the car tu,mam noticed that we were to close to the car behind us.So she was like...

"ayaaah..dekat sgt niihh"

But knowing my dad..he did it anyway.. *ngomong sama tangen* and a lil' friction between the cars happened*thud*
The hillarious thing was seeing my mom being frantic..like she had accidently killed a pedestrian or sumthing..she was like..

"jalan terus yah..terus..!"

*looks left looks right*

"ade orang nampak ke?? ade ke?"

I was like laughing my head off..my mom..The Fugitive..haha..First tym seeing mam..Angelic..sainty mam..

Dad..Putih & Batek

Dad was searching for something sweet to eat after breaking fast yesterday..he scarcely bent his head over to get A clear view,inside of the ice-box.

'Ade puding tu' My mom suggested.

'Ok.Where is it?'

Mom pointed it out..but apparently dad couldn't see it.

It was right there behind the tomatoes(which had bite marks on em..well who’d do that?) He took out the tomatoes instead without really looking.He thought those were 'it' coz he wasn’t paying much attention to the direction mom gave him.I was like slowly shaking my head*raises eyebrows*

'No nooo..itu tomato...tu haaa bawah tu' my mom said.

But at that point my dad had decided to give up the 'long' search.Cute funny dad. Dad is sometimes kinda..lazy(?) or just doesn’t like to fuss?..for little things like that.LoL.He’s very2 independent when it comes to bigger responsibilities in life...but smaller things like getting a mug from the kitchen, boiling water..finding pudding in the refrigerator are things he can't or just won't do it for himself..He’d rather not do those things himself if there wasn’t anyone there to do it for him.My mom spoils him alot i guess.We all do.He’s very pampered.Manja.I guess it’s cause when he was young (he’s the youngest I might add) all his siblings doted on him and spoiled him terribly.He was the only one who got proper education.

Yet ironically we all depend on him in our daily lives.We wouldn’t know what to do without him.I know I wouldn’t..couldn’t.Mom too.They have a very strong mutual relationship.Dads the sun.Moms the moon.We’re the earth.(my bros Mars!!Haha)

Last night while doing terawikh prayers Putih was playing around myself and mom. I suddenly heard some noise behind me (ok2 I admit it was hard concentrating). Dah bagi salam toleh blakang…he was tearing up a roll of tissues. After my last rakaat..right after salam, something fell on me. On my shoulder blades to be exact.It was the tmpt sidai kain thingy (what dooo u call that thing anyway?).

‘Putiiiiiiiiiihhhh!’

This morning batek was trying to get into my plastic bag..which eventually she succeeded in doing yet finally she tumbled down with it.So cute.I helped her by standing back the plastic beg.Let her enjoy her moment. =>

Where The Heck Is My Show?

I’m just longing to say..’oh noooo!!!Holidays almost over!!’

Unfortunately that would be a lie..it would definitely go Oh Yes!This..due to the fact I have nearly half a year long to go of (I cant believe im saying this) RESTY&RELAXATION..

So what have I been up to aaall this time, other then trying to figure out what tastes better? Blackcurrant jam or strawberry? And counting the calories I’m adding to my ‘voluptuous’ figure *rolls eyes* while deducting my lifetime because of it.

So basically what I do everyday:

-Wake up for subuh prayers

-Doooooommm..!!Back on the bed(before slipping back into slumber land -->think about the all the ‘nothing-to-do-ness’ when I wake up again,the future me and how it sucks being the present me but who am I to complain when there are ppl like Mr.Bush *lifts shoulders*)

-Wake up call from mam(if not my phone alarm which is waay earlier or the streaking light from the bloody windows, thanks to mam and I’d go:-OhMaGod! whattym? Not again~)

-Stumble around bedroom thinking ‘wha?wha?what day it is’ while making sure my bedrooms in order

This ones alternative, depending on mood:

a) Straightly to toilet --> wash up & bathe --> dress --> put all dirty clothes in WM --> clear dining table & wash dishes (while waitng for laundry) -->sweep floors--> Eat breakfast-->‘examine’ whats on TV --> mam yells to put up clothes (like duuuh~) --> put em’ up --> mam yells again ‘Sidaaaaiii bajuuu!!’ (either I go ballistic-which I restrain myself very hard from doing- or I just shut my inner demons and go ‘daaaaaaaaaa’) --> go on wit life --> tv/tenet/torture my cats --> help mam with lunch(after getting yelled agaaain) --> fill tank -->zohor -->angkat baju/lipat baju/pakai baju *grins* --> asar --> at 4-6pm--> workout…get some sweat out

b) Toilet to flush out #@!!& n washup a lil’ --> go downstairs-->put my trainers on and work-iit-ooouutt hot mama (^_^) --> cool down while watching TV or playing some lame comp game -->long bathe --> breakfast--> omost d same as in (a)

-At night after bathing and prayers (maghrib+isyak) I hang out with mam..disturbing her concentration on her totally irrational Indonesian soap(which seems to be my fav past tym recently..the disturbing part I mean) and earning myself pure heart-break, literally and possible mental and ear damage after receiving high-pitching notes from her !! =p

-After the 8 o’clock news I get ready to go into battle with mam..

Battlefield : In-front of TV
Time : 9pm and above
Cause of battle: TV channel
Object in desire :Remote control

-Iffff I admit defeat (which is random..u might’v won the battle!! But u haven’t won the waaarr..aye2!) I go upstairs and open up anatomy book or the computer or read a novel/mag orrrr play wit my cats

-Wash up & sleep à if I get hit with insomnia I go watch tv some more

And that’s the update on ‘The Happening Life of NSyueD!!’ My life is sooo interesting that Oprah should do a special on me..I could even be a guest on her Prime Tym. I should have my own show too u know…!!

I demaaaaand my own show!!