i really wanted to write something that could trigger something out from someone. but here, as i was bout to make a statement, i moved a step back. i felt that if i were to write bout it, it might come back to me.

u know how it is sometimes, when u got to say something but u think again. i must say that i m never the sort that would think of the consequences of saying things to anyone, but its this topic that made me think. maybe age has catch up on me or in fact been running after me, making me more wiser and more mature to think of the future. but again, some people still wont believe me when i say that i m 30.

but lets not blame the age thingy. i knew of someone who is younger and yet he could be very mature in suggesting or giving out opinion. is it upbringing or just the mentality of individuals?

well, i guess wats meant to be said should just be kept in my heart.

anyway, i just would like to point out this crazy habit of people. being hypocrite. isnt it suppose to be a habit of the past?

why is it people now are doing it again and again? recently, i was made to put up an act of not knowing a thing when a fren did something that he never was. i do feel disgusted by wat he did, but again, i cant say a thing cos if i did, it might blew his cover.

why cant everyone be who tehy are and be contented, rather then being someone who u r not and put a pretence. its a wannabe thingy isnt it?

huh! only when the world ceased to be round that this things will stop...

like i once said to a fren... until the day the ocean doesnt touch the sand....

u know who u r... wink!

Its been really a long time that I've been chattering in this post, devulging wat I had in mind. It really feels different now that I began all over again.

Well, been really busy with the house lately. filling it up with appliances and getting started on food, apparatus and getting to accustomed that the third switch is for the toilet light.

Who says that moving house is easy. Right when the house is ready for dwelling, me and family are all excited to stay in a different environment. Esp my wifey and family. they have been staying in the northern side of Singgy for the rest of their life and bringing them to the west is rather too weird for them.

Then, when we are settling down, its time to fast for the whole month and the Hari Raya part is funny in the new house. I really dunnno wat to clean as everything is new and sparkling clean. and we dun make ketupat as we really do not have the mood to celebrate Hari raya, thinking that my wife will give birth on the eve.

But she did not....

and the best part is the waiting game....

not on the day....

not the day after.....

nor the third day.

in our head, we are all hoping that the baby will be due real soon as we really pity her..... all the signs of labour is there, but the water bag is not puncturing. Hehehehe! I just feel like putting in my hand and help the baby to burst it....

Finally, the fourth day, the baby is ready to go out. Gosh! To every men out there, its a must see experience. u will really treasure ur wifey and all of the woman in this world. I really cant explain the pleasure and other mix feeling of joy that engulfed me on that day.

One day, i will sit and discuss bout it to u.....

Kiss peeps!

Let me just get straight to the point.....

Proudly, I introduce to u peeps my gerl.... Nadra Raissha....