Thursday, May 7, 2009

the first day of holiday

I love my grandma to bits but sometimes she drives me to wits end. like just now, I was happy having my afternoon nap, when she came barging in my room and started cleaning it. She brought in her candle stick, mugs and cocktail shaker with her and started throwing all my bags on the floor which were on the shelves and subsequently replaced all my bags with her stuff. Have I no say to what I want and don’t want in my room anymore? Aiyaiya.

I love how it looked previously despite it being topsy-turvy and all; at least it reflected my personality. Now it looks like a living room.oh blimey


nafasdunia said...


hadap je la :D

aina said...

hmmn.i know!grrrr