Once Upon a Time

Okay, so I don’t get to surf the internet for a very long time. What a bummer. 

I am looking at old photos and how time flies really fast. We were happy, sad, angry and sometimes crazy and a bit dork.

I remember this one time; it was during the fasting month. I didn’t know how this happened but I ended up breaking the fast with Hanisah and Ainnul. 

So let me tell who these 2 people are. 

Ainnul:

She is the person everyone says is the definition of pretty. She is the perfect example of a person that should be in the Malaysian television. Something like Lisa Surihani and the likes. Everyone seems to be dazzled by her. Every man in my cohort (I think) wants to be with her-lucky Japp.

Hanisah:

Most people say that she is pretty. And from my point of view, she is damn beautiful. I love to look at her. She is the few girls that I really think is beautiful (I’m very hard at giving compliments to women. There are few that I really think is beautiful and when I say that the person is beautiful, I totally feel struck by her. But it’s very easy to say a guy is handsome, cute or sexay.. Hee..). She has these huge black eyes and though I keep making fun at them by saying that they are all lemak, I adore her eyes so much. That is what even makes her look pretty.

So, here’s the story. I don’t know where Diana was at the time but me, Ainnul and Hanisah ended up going out to break the fast. And we didn’t just go to Tesco. We went to Prangin (and I didn’t have my car back then). I don’t know if I’m weird or something but even remembering this event gives me goose bumps. Here’s the deal. People say that these two people are pretty and there I am with them. I am the ugly duckling. The really really really ugly duckling. And when I walked in between these 2 gorgeous girls, I feel like a huge monster. I feel ugly and I feel that they are fragile. It’s hard to understand me because when I am excited about something, I really am in the mood. So, there it goes, I felt like they are these princesses from heaven and that I could easily break them. They talked softly and I felt tired because I am naturally a loud person (when I am with my loved ones).  But, I love this bit of my memory. I was not as close to them then but we really went out together. It feels weird. I love them to bits and this will be one of the things I’ll remember for a very long time.

Nk simpulkan la: I went out with two pretty people and I was there with two pretty people. I feel ugly and big and so out of place. I was afraid that I might crush them to death but fortunately, they survived.

Ainnul and Hanisah, we should go out again soon. It will still feel a bit weird but you guys are my friends and soon we won’t be seeing each other. And I’ll be old. And darker. And old. And wrinkled. And old. (you get the point. I hate being old!!). And you guys will still be beautiful and perfect with no scars and perfect. And eye-candy. And perfect. And no lulit ye Ainnul. The thing that you showed me is not selulit in my definition. That was nothing. Don’t worry, I just love to call you lulit.