Yesterday sis and i were dressed up in baju kurung for this choral speaking thingie so when we reached school many say we look sweet. This post is actually to thank people who said we looked sweet. Thanks : ). hehe no la. So because many said we look sweet until some one said hannan like it too : / so when i saw pn saras i was brave enough to ask her " teacher am i pretty?", then dee gave this signal which show that i was crazy then teacher answered " yes of course you are pretty, you have always been pretty" so i smile sheeply then teacher turned to dee and told her " why can’t she just play play? why simply say she crazy?!?!" ( i am shaking now coz a lightning just striked outside of my window and i am still shaking now.) hahha usually i would not ask such stupid question only that day maybe coz the shouting and the throat soring activity has reshaped my brain ( still shaking).

Just now i saw baby Jet. He was not cute but there was something about him that makes me like him but he cried when i touched him. maybe i shook his hand too much. Made him feel uncomfy and unnnatural. I looked at the dog. It smiled at me. Then i show a sad face because the dog looked sad, then it showed me a sad face too. We have some thing in common i guess.

Today is my second weekend wearing a skirt in a row. But i was not brave enough to simply ask a stranger was i pretty or not.