happy 48th

*grins* yeaapp, me wearing tudung indeed. muahaha. so that was me n my mama. while all of us were waiting at the tabung haji place in kelana jaya before my parents n nenek left for mekah. mama, being mama, was whining that she couldnt put on any makeup. i thought it was funny.

this is the only proper one i hv of me n mama. seriously. i just dont get how she never smiles properly when taking photos. n she almost never poses too. it's weird because i knowwwww she used to pose big time. ive seen photos of her when she was much younger posing like crazy in really *ahem* revealing clothes n all. but i guess, those were the days. but then i thought, yeah since she doesnt wear all those clothes anymore (thank god!), but there's really no harm in posing kan? hmm.. but tulah..

me : ma.. jom bake a cake. instant one pun can laa..
mama : eh i give u money then u go to secret recipe beli cheesecake. easierla. confirm sedap.
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mama : why u cabut ur eyebrows?
me : ala u do it too
mama : i lain..
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mama : this one cantik (while holding up a top)
me : hoho... ayah nampak dia marah
mama : alaaaa pakaila cardigan in front of him
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me :mama, phone call
mama : who? nenek, u cakapla. my friends u tell them i pegi rumah nenek. maklong or aunty jeb u cakap i tido.
me : but i said "hold on".
mama : then u tell them im in the toilet. ill call back. no wait. cakap ada orang datang rumah.
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sooo thaaaattt's my mama. the person who used to (and i guess maybe still do) cover any inappropriate things i do. not that its like, highly inappropriate. just according to my ayah's definition of inappropriateness (haha). the person who used to send and pick me up from parties while taking turns with maine's mom. the person who would almost all the time, give me anything I want. the person who would make me cry even when she only tegurs me (no yelling whatsoever). the person who would cry with me while watching movies (n then scold ayah for laughing at us). the person who would back me up when ayah gets snappy at me. the person who would bring me on a shopping spree every single time on my birthday. the person who would bitch with me at weddings or any gatherings. the person who used to make me sit in the kitchen while she's cooking, even if only to pretend that im helping her cut the cili. she's the mom, the sister, the friend, the teacher, the bank(oh most importantly!!), the pillar of my life. for without her, i know i could never be the person i am today. (oh sobfest!!!)

Happy 48th Birthday Mama!