Scourgify

My blog's gotten dusty. So here goes... scourgify. Now it's impeccably clean from any physical (verbal dirt is still there though, I do remember my swearing posts) dirt and/or dust.

I went to Taiping to celebrate Eid. Yaya and I were supposed to go back to Machang but we sort of... feel left out whenever we're there. We only had each other and it was depressing T.T I like it at Taiping because I'm close, no, ditch that, I'm metaphorically stuck to them. Especially the eight-year old one. Her name's Farah. I call her 'Baby'. She's so gonna hit me if she (ever) knows of my blog.

For the record, I did help out in the kitchen. Don't scoff at me. Sure, I played games (I downloaded a game when it was only I think four days shy of one month to PMR), but I helped out... I babysat the none too angelic baby brother of mine. I secretly think he's going to be the next Voldemort LOL. I never woke up later than 10 (I think).

The great thing about that place is, I don't want to go back. It's so peaceful there. Sure, Taiping is not exactly known for it's village-sceneries-and-touch but it's better than the concrete jungles here. The trees here are bald compared to the trees there! Bald I say, bald. 

The bad things... I don't even want to talk about my mom's constant nagging and ordering and mood swings and anger management issues etc. She'd easily pass for an angry bird in an audition.