Monday, March 30, 2009 // 6:27 AM
Qaisara Qistina! Haha! Seperti kakak nye yang bernama Nisa Khalisa.
The worst experience in life is ever to fight with your mum in the same house you're living in, especially when you're close to her. I was only fighting for my rights but it turned out to be sour instead. I'm just glad we're already in good terms within two days. It hurts so much, she's like my best friend. I must give in to her, or it'll just go on. Whatever it is, family is important and I'll try to do my part not coming home so late again.
My family's different, so unlike others. One of the few
s that share and spend our time together, I can't possibly only doing my own thing when the others are united. I only got to see her during night hours, and some weekends. In a day, I only got to spend the most of 4 to 5 hours. & that only happens if I stayed up late just to be with her. On weekends, it'll either be she going out to work or just me going out with my friends all the time.
Maybe she just misses looking at me, hugging me, share stories with me and ofcourse, just me. She must be wanting the 12-year-old Nasuha that doesn't goes out all, the one that went home straight from school, does her homeworks, pays attention in class and the one that'll always be at the sofa when she's home. But I'm not that girl anymore, I'm all grown up. One by one of her daughters are spending lesser time with her as they grow.
But I got to admit, eventhough Jeeha's MY one&only
minahrep, she doesn't reach home till its 11pm when she goes out with her friends, the latest she got home was 9pm. Unlike me. That was the only night that she told me to went home early for once, a small celebration for my younger brother. & that's it, she couldn't ask for more. She never yelled at me for coming home late besides that night when I was more than half an hour late. & I thought it was about my sister, but no. I realised my misake now, maybe not sooner. I did some reflections of my own.
She slogged in the office for hours just to support my family financials too. I didn't really meant what I said to her, I got it all wrong. It wasn't suppose to be that way. I don't think I blame her at all, nor my sister. Especially her.
To make it all up just for her, maybe I don't think I'm going out with my friends these weekends.
Monday, March 30, 2009 // 6:27 AM
Qaisara Qistina! Haha! Seperti kakak nye yang bernama Nisa Khalisa.
The worst experience in life is ever to fight with your mum in the same house you're living in, especially when you're close to her. I was only fighting for my rights but it turned out to be sour instead. I'm just glad we're already in good terms within two days. It hurts so much, she's like my best friend. I must give in to her, or it'll just go on. Whatever it is, family is important and I'll try to do my part not coming home so late again.
My family's different, so unlike others. One of the few
s that share and spend our time together, I can't possibly only doing my own thing when the others are united. I only got to see her during night hours, and some weekends. In a day, I only got to spend the most of 4 to 5 hours. & that only happens if I stayed up late just to be with her. On weekends, it'll either be she going out to work or just me going out with my friends all the time.
Maybe she just misses looking at me, hugging me, share stories with me and ofcourse, just me. She must be wanting the 12-year-old Nasuha that doesn't goes out all, the one that went home straight from school, does her homeworks, pays attention in class and the one that'll always be at the sofa when she's home. But I'm not that girl anymore, I'm all grown up. One by one of her daughters are spending lesser time with her as they grow.
But I got to admit, eventhough Jeeha's MY one&only
minahrep, she doesn't reach home till its 11pm when she goes out with her friends, the latest she got home was 9pm. Unlike me. That was the only night that she told me to went home early for once, a small celebration for my younger brother. & that's it, she couldn't ask for more. She never yelled at me for coming home late besides that night when I was more than half an hour late. & I thought it was about my sister, but no. I realised my misake now, maybe not sooner. I did some reflections of my own.
She slogged in the office for hours just to support my family financials too. I didn't really meant what I said to her, I got it all wrong. It wasn't suppose to be that way. I don't think I blame her at all, nor my sister. Especially her.
To make it all up just for her, maybe I don't think I'm going out with my friends these weekends.
