Everything seemed normal as we made out way down the familiar dim-litted corridor in the direction of our 5 room. This time around, mom's voice was no where heard and dad started talking to the 3 of us. How all these happened, only God knows. We are just going through the motion of His plans. Part of me is loving the fact that i now take charge of the household. Another part is just unsure as to whether i'm doing it right or not. I've made plans. Talked to him yesterday, said i'd love to do some charity work and take up some cooking classes. Yea. Sounds frightening. But its something i hope to do for now.

As many would wonder, my love life has been an unexplainable theory. He was introduced to my family & relatives yesterday. Mom enjoyed his company and was hoping that he'd be there. Yup, i was nervous. But more like i didnt wanna get bothered about it. And the unexpected happened. Boy, i hate seeing them being comfortable with him. Those who hardly know us or ME in fact, would simply regard him as my fiance. How convenient. The name's Huda btway. I flipped la what else. Mom just smiled. Her face beamed "Jackpot!". Though my constant ah-soh whinings of "No!!! He's just a friend la!!" didnt do much help, i had not much of a choice but to maintain my cool and ensure tt my hair didnt sway out of place.

I believe the fact tt mom left the country, could probably be a form of blessing for me. One thing's for sure, i'm being more responsible now. and yup gettin the hang of doing chores. For all i know, i'm already starting a crash course on "how to prepare myself for marriage life".