. . . Sometimes I have to imagine what I want to eat. Or craving. Most of the time, nothing. The imagination totally a failure. Ok. I will try to list out all the restaurants or type of foods. Maisarah will always do that for me (3rd child). Along (1st child) and Widad (5th child) will do it as well. Even Alim (6th child-youngest) will think aloud the names of the restaurants. Not working either. Most restaurants, I already crossed and cancelled big time. Nightmare. Either too much MSG or literally tak sedap. Nope. I just do not want cook. I am not a big fan of my own cooking. Have been cooking for more than 45 years. Although, I still do it, but it is for sake of my youngest son (Alim) who is already 26 (the 6th child). He's not bothered about food, as long as there is something to eat on the table. No complain. No nothing. Good thing about him. Except, no vege, no onions, he'll live. Alim who? p/s I have to go out today. The management stated that there will be...
. . . Well, last week, I had an appointment at the hospital. As usual, timbang first. 57.3kg I was like, whattttt! I totally put on weight like 6kg. The last time (which was my happy time- like 6 months ago), I was 51.3kg. It was the weighing scale at home. I was really sick at that time. In and out of hospital. No wonder that weight. So back to the story with 57.3kg. Ok. my height is about 151 or 152 or 150cm. I got shrunkcn over the years (my new theory). I was like not really happy because all my pants (literally bought like 11 pairs). Denim palazo. It was fine when I was 51kg - ish. Even in the process of gaining weight, the palazo still fits me. Size M. The denim palazo is really light weight. Not the jeans ones. So now, I feel se'eh when wearing it. I could not fit Size M anymore. Although 57.3kg. Arghhh. Went to the shop to alter. They only can alter like less than half an inch. No way. Not comfortable. So, I bought new ones. Like about 10 more. I lied. I bought...
. . . 1. Started cycling to school at the age of 11. From Sungai Kantan to Primary School, Jalan Bukit 2 Kajang. What rain? By the way, the bicycle was for boys. There was a palang. 2. Continued cycling to secondary school from 13 years old to 17 years old (form 1 to form 5) from Sungai Kantan to Convent Kajang. What rain? Just basah kuyup including the books. Kasut also basah so malam letak kasut bawah fridge. Just realized that bawah fridge tak panas pun. Mana nak kering. The next day wore the same wet shoes. By the time balik sekolah and bukak setokin, all my jari dah berkedut because setokin basah from the kasut. 3. Mak will always ask me to study right after sahur. Right in front of her. Meaning, after sahur till subuh. I pretended to open the book while lying down. Terus zzzzz. As for mak, she continued with her crocheting. Mak tak marah pun. She knew I was not the study type. 4. Abah who was a man with few words, helped to clean and tidy up the rooms in th...
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