Tuesday, October 7, 2008

I never wanted to talk about this but this thing is bothering me right now

Just now my mom complain something about my father and this is not the first time.

She always complain about my father and sometimes I do feel pity towards my dad.

To tell you the truth I've got a lot of thing in my mind that I need to care about

but I dont really tell people about my problem because I dont want to burden or menyusahkan mereka.So,I just keep it to myself and smile,laugh and enjoy my life.

I have best friend and they the one who I trust but I dont want to tell them about my problem because they might think I love to complain.But I love when my friends tell me their problem because it is the sign that they actually believe in me and it makes me proud of myself.Hahahaha

But away,I am sick of talking about this and lets talk about something else such as miss lydia new car.OMG,I love her car.It is the beetle Volkswagen.Looks the same like Herbie but the colour is half orange and white yellowish.She said that the car is her boyfriend.I know I will call my car my boyfriend too if I have one but now my boyfriend is my green Ipod shuffle.I love my ipod.It always accompany wherever I go.When I'm bored or sad it always makes me happy.

I curi2 this picture from mr.Drustar*Idk him.Sorry yeah!

When my parent talking about something which is very boring that is when my boyfriend play it roles to save me from listening to them.I am not trying to be rude but when I'm in the car I love looking outside and listen to music and not listening to them.Ngeh3.


Blogger aL-HaNis said...

that's so bothering u eh? don't be. sometimes mumS mmg camtu. tp deep down they care about daddies.

*waiting for ur lemang* ahaks =p

October 8, 2008 at 10:34 AM  
Blogger Alyaa said...

Hahahha,yeah.Mums la katakan.I know and that is why she always complain about my dad because she care.Hehehehhe.

Hurmmmm,lemang dah hangus.Hahahaaha.*alasan

October 8, 2008 at 8:57 PM  

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