Saturday, December 09, 2006
portrait of a thousand words
First, it was THE Princess.
Being the first grandchild in the family was tiring..i had to withstand to unknown aunties/grandma's neighbours' baby cooing. yeah. one thing's for sure, i have been into rock music since!
whatever's on that player, i must have enjoyed it. i later became a fan and changed my image, in the name of PUNK ROCK!!
yeah. drool all over the chest is a must.
as i got older, i became more...how shall i say.. demure/civilised/have shame. so my pictures got 'plastic'.
and goody good was the best option once upon a time.
then i became more fashionable. me and my frocks. i was soo into dresses back then! loves it.
even my dad.
then 3 yrs later, came the grandson, the only boiboi in the family. the middle kid.
The two of us were the crazy duo. cos its ALL about us! whahahah....
thats faizah. my close friend. we still do meet up once in awhile now at the busstop, on our way to work. :) she was soo tall then!! i felt so katek. but its ok. as long as i know my bro's shorter than me, that shd do it.
thereafter shortly in 1992, the cheeky chick popped by! "IDRAAAAAAAA....!!" :) she and her EVER SO FAMOUS, mulut ternga-ngah (mouth ajar) pose.
and haek won't stop imitating her..
as she grew older, we taught her how to be more sopan and to smile for pictures. tsk. she got off to a rather gd start!
..and got cheekier each time the camera snapped!
and one things for sure, she can't keep herself straight. she has to lean on things...
even if the 'thing' is haekal..
:)
with idra, that wraps up THE DAUD FAMILY!
heh.
i didnt had anything to do so i spent my saturday evening in the store room. where all the dusty albums are kept. beautiful memories they were. i can vividly remember the baby smell of my sister. and my brother's little birdie. sigh.
Memory. All alone in the mooonlight...
I can smile at the old days...
I was beautiful then. (and still hokay!)
I remember the time I knew what happiness was..
Let the memory live again..
:)
Being the first grandchild in the family was tiring..i had to withstand to unknown aunties/grandma's neighbours' baby cooing. yeah. one thing's for sure, i have been into rock music since!
whatever's on that player, i must have enjoyed it. i later became a fan and changed my image, in the name of PUNK ROCK!!
yeah. drool all over the chest is a must.
as i got older, i became more...how shall i say.. demure/civilised/have shame. so my pictures got 'plastic'.
and goody good was the best option once upon a time.
then i became more fashionable. me and my frocks. i was soo into dresses back then! loves it.
even my dad.
then 3 yrs later, came the grandson, the only boiboi in the family. the middle kid.
The two of us were the crazy duo. cos its ALL about us! whahahah....
thats faizah. my close friend. we still do meet up once in awhile now at the busstop, on our way to work. :) she was soo tall then!! i felt so katek. but its ok. as long as i know my bro's shorter than me, that shd do it.
thereafter shortly in 1992, the cheeky chick popped by! "IDRAAAAAAAA....!!" :) she and her EVER SO FAMOUS, mulut ternga-ngah (mouth ajar) pose.
and haek won't stop imitating her..
as she grew older, we taught her how to be more sopan and to smile for pictures. tsk. she got off to a rather gd start!
..and got cheekier each time the camera snapped!
and one things for sure, she can't keep herself straight. she has to lean on things...
even if the 'thing' is haekal..
:)
with idra, that wraps up THE DAUD FAMILY!
heh.
i didnt had anything to do so i spent my saturday evening in the store room. where all the dusty albums are kept. beautiful memories they were. i can vividly remember the baby smell of my sister. and my brother's little birdie. sigh.
Memory. All alone in the mooonlight...
I can smile at the old days...
I was beautiful then. (and still hokay!)
I remember the time I knew what happiness was..
Let the memory live again..
:)