Hi friends ,
I hope the week has been great for all of u .
Firstly , I would like to thank all of u for the comment for the last entry .
Otak belacan : i had given what u wanted . : D
Mamasyaza : Insyallah ,i will post an entry on my full collection
sesame street characters collection but first i have to take it out
from the dust bag stored in my almost full store room .
Uncle lee : thank u for dropping by and do drop by again
if u have the spare time : D
Ok today i would like to talk about something that has been bothering me .
Well , the stories start like this .
One fine day , as usual i was cleaning the house
and u know how tiring it is to clean up a house
that has been messed by four little rascal that are more like the
'tasmanian devil' character in the' loony tunes '
I started with the kids room since that room need a lot of attention . *sigh*
So after i had finished the chores ,
i proceed to the kitchen ( another disaster area after every meal ).
After an hour of scrubbing and washing , the kitchen is clean .
Then i decided to take a shower before starting to cook lunch .
As i was walking towards my room , i decided to peep into the kids room
since the two little rascal is so quiet the entire time i was at the kitchen .
Herkkk argggggghhhhh !!!!!! ( should read it with emotion just like someone had a heart attack )
The room is back to the original condition .
Like i never clean it up ,
So apa lagi " i naik hantu"
I nagggg like no tomorrow
and without looking at the rascal i pick up things that are strewn all over the floor.
At the corner of my eyes i saw Israfil rummaging through his cupboard .
I started to nag at himm .
Saying to him : Israfil could u please pick those thing on the floor and stop rummaging the cupboard . Your cupboard look like a place for the 'kucing nak beranak '(my mum used to say this if she sees our room in a mess ) and blaaa blaaa blaaa .
But the weird thing is that i did not hear any respond from this " Israfil ".
And this " Israfil " is still rummaging the cupboard like nobody bussiness .
By that particular time , " my blood had go upstairs "
I just about to open my mouth to shout at this "Israfil"
When out of nowhere i heard some one saying this .
Voice : Not Israfil , not Israfil . Its Mikhail lah ibu ..
Me : Huhhh ?? ( with speed of light i turn my head to look at the person talking)
So after that conversation i soon realized ,
The person that i nagg at is not Israfil but actually its Mikhail .
No wonder no respond from him . *Haizz*
And Israfil was actually in his grandparent room all along T T
So the question here is .
Am i getting senile .
Yelah since i could not remember my own children name
Ayooo !!! Itu kalu ... anak punya nama lupa kalu ...
pegi antar sumpit marii !!
Am i getting short sighted .
As i can't differentiate between Israfil and Mikhail
I'm so short sighted that my lenses look like a fish bowl T T
They just .........
look too much alike that it's hard to differentiate
Especially when u only had a quick look at them .
So what do you think based on the stories .
1 - I'm senile
2 - I'm short sighted
3 - They look too similar ...
P/s : if the poll says that i'm senile . Abang plzzzz don't put me up at the old folks home .
I'm not ready yetttt . *Waaaaa* T T