
salam.
soo, im home NOT sweet home.
i dunn like living in bedok.
its small.
and very unpleasant.
urgh.
suffocating mucc.
so, papa undergo his surgery on thursday.
four hours long.
me and cici has been going back and forth SGH for a few days.
tiring shytt.
at night, abg shah fetched us.
yesterday night,i had a very uncomfortable conversation with him:
abg shah: kakak ada mataer?
me: tak ada.
abg shah: cakap betul2. ada ke tk? (fucking serious tone)
me: betul tkde.cume dating this chinese guy.
abg shah: namer? macam mana boleh kenal dier? keje tk?
me: Andrew.dlm bus. tgh ns.
abg shah: (being very stern) dier amek kakak naek kereta sape? die punye?
me: no, his dad punye.
(thruout e conversation, i didnt even look at him)
goodness, i survived.
i know he has more questions to ask...
lucky that was all.
abg farhan asked me 2 wait till im 21 to really tell him about myself.
must i wait 2years?
e bond is there, but im freaking scared of him.
):
ttyl~