Lahai cik Vivienne.

Sepetang itu saya lepak2 dengan family saya di wondermilk.

Sedang belek2 sebuah majalah sambil hirup teh panas, saya terpandang satu iklan.

Vivienne Westwood!! Lalu menjadi excited.. So here the conversation goes:

Me: OMG! its Vivienne Westwood. Lama gila tak dengar nama designer ni.

Mama: Westwood? cam familiar.

Me: Mama tahu?

Papa: Ye la. Masa kat UK dulu mama beli baju kat kedai die.

Mama: Haah.. dress vintage color black with green small flowers.

Me: *gasp!* Mama tahu tak tu baju designer???

Mama: tak.

Me: Mana mama simpan baju tu?? naaaaakkkkkkk!!!

Mama: Mama dah donate kat orang masa before kita balik Malaysia.

Me: Sigh..... (T.T)

Mama:Lahai. Sorry la Reen.. mana mama tahu dia designer popular masa tu. Kalau mama tahu memang mama simpan.

....

Some of Westwood's design I found in the net. Pretty vintage thing. sedih dah.

oh no!

home sick

saya sangat rindu kamu dan kamu. bila la saya nak balik.

p/s: papa tak cakap good luck dan memberi kata2 semangat. saya merajuk sekarang. One down 2 more to go. Oh saya dah 'register course', anda bila lagi? <--- ayat bakar untuk budak2 yang ada satu lagi semester. muahahhahahahaha. sucks to be you. :P

house keys

The other day a little girl (well not that little, she's 15) sulked all the way in the car from her best friend's house to her home.

Remembering how mad her daddy got when she accidentally locked the whole family out of the house yesterday.

See, here's the thing about her. She's too anxious getting ready for the sleep over and left the house keys in her room. Ran down and asked her daddy to send her and without any warning she shut the door. It was locked. Then she realizes the keys are in her bed room.

It was 12 am. Everyone is sleepy. The door is locked. Daddy went moody when he found out. Thankfully uncle had a spare key. So they decided to drive for almost an hour to get the keys.

Since it was her fault, her daddy thought she would be worried and will stay. But unfortunately the only thing she is worried about is the sleep over.

Frustrated perhaps with his own daughter's reaction to the unfortunate event of getting locked out side the house at 12 am, he send her with a very bitter feeling. So this middle aged couple drove an hour or so to take their house keys. Thankful again for his wife's brother who had their spare key.

She on the other hand thought her daddy is giving her a hard time of enjoying this little time of freedom before she steps in form 4.

That brings us back to the story of why she sulked. Straight up to her room she walked thinking her daddy doesn't want her to have fun. Shut her bedroom door. Getting ready for a gathering I assume.

There in the living room, he asked his wife, "where's her baju kurung cotton? I want to iron it for her". Honestly, I think that was the sweetest thing a dad would do. He was mad at her but still love her to bits.


moral of the story : please bring extra house keys with you anywhere and family first, show that you love your parents too ;)

Dining Hall rumah Encik Nordin

Home is obviously where I want to be now.
I feel like cooking for the whole family.
Its simple yet divine.
And the compliments on my cooking ;p
Mum would come in and out the kitchen to check.
(so far I haven't burn anything)
Dad would snooze off on the couch.
Adik would be in her room.
When dinner is served.
We say our prayers.
Mum and dad would say something cute to each other.
If I can remember I'd probably quote it now. But I don't.
(I always wonder if me and someone would be as cute as them in the future)
Sometimes you'll hear laughter from our dining hall.
Probably someone cracked a joke or being sarcastic.
Sarcasm does evolve around our family conversation sometimes.
No hard feelings tho.
chit chatter, chit chatter.
Dinner is probably the only family time.



p/s : craving for lamb shoulder or even better bbq ribs. DroOL