the CHILDREN of Roslan Amir and Faridah Abd Rahman

listening to : anthem of our dying day - story of the year
mood : good
current status : hating this big lebam on my forehead

it all started the other day when I got back from school. Sure its everyday that Imran comes running to the door greeting me back. But I guess thats what makes me feel as guilty as I am now. The fact that I don't really feel the excitement of me coming back to him as he does. He'll be running towards the door, and running back just to get the keys and hands it to me.

And what do I do!? I'd go straight to the kitchen, patting his head once, looking out for lunch, and straight up to my room. He'd always be calling out my name from downstairs and all I'd say is.. 'Kejap Lagi Angah Turun'. And hell be crawling all the way upstairs just so he could find me lifting him up to bring im down. And when we reached downstairs, I'll out him down and head for the food. He'll be huging my feet and I'd be smiling at him.

When I got my food, I'd be runnning upstairs to eat. He'll trail me back up. Only so I could send him back down saying I'd play with him after lunch. And after lunch is about 3 o'clock. And by then, I'd be going down to wash my hands and plates, and I'd be running back up to the things I thought were more important. Computer, tv and my handphone. The next time I'd be going downstairs is about 6 o'clock, and either he'd be sleeping or he'd be playing outside with my maid. Usually I wouldn't be bothered and continued with what I was doing before. And at night he'd be spending time with mom.

And one day, he asked me for a glass of water, so I got him one. And while he was drinking, I just stared at him. And thats when it hit me HARD!! I have been neglecting my brother. He gets so bored everyday when we're not home. And when we are home, we don't care for him. A rush of guilt swimming inside my body! I almost cried thinking how mean I am as a sisiter and as a person.

And my brother Nazrin. Well lets just say I don't give a damn about him. And I would say thats an understatement. I do care for him. I just don't show it. I have had shares of times when I realize how mean I am to him. I'd be screaming at him for the little-est things like turning on the computer before even un-doing his socks. How dumb is THAT!!! And I'd always directs him to do my chores and I'd always ALWAYS be telling on him. And he NEVER spills anything wrong that I do behind my mom's back. Crappy how brothers can be!

*****

MY SISTER IS BACK!!

After 2 motnths of not seeing her, my reaction to seeing her was not as Ithought it would be. Don't ge me wrong, I am extra happy. BUt not to the extend where I screamed the whole airport off. When I saw her 2 partners and not her, I got worried. Wondering where she was. With the two friends, I saw this girl in jeans and a short skirt on top of it. And a sweater with a scarf wrapped around her neck. She was wearing a cap and she look so girly.

When she turned around, how shocked I was to find it was my sister. I was laughing hard when I saw her. She hugged my mom and my mom was laughing madly too. IMran was pointing at my sister to me with a smile. After my sister hugged my mom, she liufted IMran and hugged him tight. Imran looked happy. And then she kissed me. I was so happy.

Smiles flashed on everyone's face. It was a good moment. ON the way back, she couldn't stop talking! NO seriously! I mean it. She said EVERYTHING!! IN FRENCH AT THAT!! At one point, I told her 'SPEAK IN ENGLISH!!!' and she was laughing.

When I got home, we all settled in the living room. When it was presents time, she requested me to sit in front of her and close my eyes. And that I did. When I opened my eyes, there it was. Beautifully in front of my eyes. The sight of it makes me squealed with delight. Sure not as much as I thought I would at the sight of one, but still I liked it. Rephrase! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!

IT A SHORT PLAITED SKIRT!!!

The kind that I have always wanted to have!! Its not in red or else I'd e shrieking harder. BUT ITS SO PRETTY!!! I LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!!!! But its REALLY SHORT!!! Its only up to covering my butt. Just enough. But it was so cute!!!! I was so happy!!!

And she also showed me a piggy bank shaped of a pig in pink. IT WAS THE CUTEST THING!!! OMG OMG!!! ITS SOOO CUTE!!!

-I'll paste pictures if possible-

It was a good moment. After that, I played her I'll Be on guitar. She wasn't touched but she said it was thoughtful. And I decided not to sing the song I wrote for her coming back. Mom said it can't be long as people will be bored waiting for it to finish. And my song SO don't fulfill THAT requirement. So its forgotten. But I plan to play her my other songs. Hope she likes.

She's out finding Nasi Lemak now. Can't wait for it. And I'm home typing, and neglecting my drums practising hours. He's gonna kill me again!! But whatever!!!

So now that my sister is back and on Monday our parents are out for work, I plan for the 4 of us to do somehting though I don't know how I could get this 4 stubborn headed kids of different ages to sit in one room and HAVE FUN!! But usually our idea of fun is making the other person's life miserable. AHahhaha. At certain points it is anyways. I guess perhaps we can just put a feel good song and dance all 4 of us. Whatever it is, the 4 of us, the Roslan family's children, ARE GOING TO BOND!!!!

God help me!!

Farhana Roslan - The smart one! She's the one with the brains and the one whom you're mom goes 'why can't you be more like her' about. Its pretty pressuring to be like her. BUt she's very into her own opinions and she's the responsible one.

Farisa Roslan - The more lazy social one. The one you go 'Clean up your room' to everyday. The one that usually stays all day chatting with friends and caring more about fashion than even knowing the name of the current Education minister. You can't depend on her. Because she tends to mess up. She forgets stuff a lot and she's more into fad. The less smart one.

Muhammad Nazrin - The boy that just so BLAH!! All he does is play the ps2 and watch tv all day. Never does his homework without the company of my mom next to him. He's just so untidy and irresponsible. Very lazy and not so into his studies. The one who likes to go out every evening playing football and in the day he'd be attached to his computer or any sort of games. CANNOT DEPEND ON!!

Muhammad IMran - The baby. The one that everybody turns to when they're mad and they'll be all smiley again seeing the cuteness of a little baby. He's cute no doubt. (just like his sister) But he can be annoying too when he gets TOO ATTACHED TO YOU!!! And he has an act of destroying stuff. I had to sacrifice 2 of my new bought compact powders because of his hands. But he's just so.. baby-ish!

Thats us.

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Did I tell you I have a mountain on my forehead. I don't know what the puding it is. Its not pimple because when I pinched it, nothing happened. Its just there, ugly and hurtful. OWH I'M UGLY!!!! It'll go away someday and may someday be soon.

I'm leaving for Bandung in a few days. Not sure when! Either Tuesday or Wednesday. Seriously I feel no excitement to go to this place. NOt looking forward to it at all. All we'd be doing there is shopping. They don't even have a decent swimming pool. Chances are I'll come back with a pair of jeans, and 2 tops and THATS THAT!!!

YURGH!!

I better slave myself to my practises now. I don't want to have another nickname from him. Vacuum sucks enough!

- I love you! You love me! We are happy family!!