Saya sangat excited untuk menulis sebenarnya, tapi tidak tahu apa yang mahu di tulis.
Hmm, I realised that if I were disturbed, I will keep on calling my husband's name...hiks...and last night, since he heard his name called, he came to me asked " apahal cikbib?" and I was likee....
ha ha ha...I did tell him part of the story, not thorough though..malu. Well I told him that my officers and I were having this conversation and the topic was "what size is your shoe?"...
And Shuk asked back "So, just let them know?"
Then I said " it's big, malu la"
and Shuk said " so it's big, so? just let them know"
and I was like ......
ha ha ha...actually the story started like this. My officers and I were on our way to visit this factory and one of the girls was having problem with her shoes. That is when the discussion on shoes, legs, foot etc. started. I admitted that mine is the same like cinderella's fat and ugly stepsister's size. But when they asked, I answered them 7.5...7.5???? I am wearing size 8 man, and in future maybe 9....unless i stop growing.
haaa...and the problem now is not that I am ashamed of my shoe size anymore, but I am more ashamed because I lied...uwaaaaa....I hate myself!
Hahhhhh, such a small matter but it effected me last night. I have let it out here, in this blog and I hope I can continue life without thinking so much about this anymore....winks