before i start wif my ramblings, gerlz can i juz officially proclaim myself to be da president of da selengerz, wateva is left of it. coz i tink i take da cake lah.
okie, went to ikea wif my folks on sunday. went shopping for stuffz for da bedroom and watevas needed. so on dat particular sunday, somwat somhow happened, and i was left wif only my left lens in my left eye. and i was blind in my right eye. so imbalanced. i dont function good being imbalanced.
but dat didnt deter shopping plans. i could still shop wif onli one good eye operating. but bcoz my vision wasnt good, i was triple times selengerz. made me triple times more blur sotong.
for ur info, i was carrying my brown adidas pouch dat i lovingly carry for ani type of occasion, even weddings. hehe. anywae, so we came to da bedroom section. dis soon-to-be-sharing-a-bed-wif-anoder-person gerl was testing out da beds altho we haf purchased a bed.
and so i sat on da bed. my grandma too. testing out da comfortness and for any creaking sound. satisfied wif da bed, we went on wif wif out touring.
upon reaching da kitchen section, i heard an annoucement being made. didnt hear da whole annoucement, onli my name being announced. unsure of wat my pekak ears heard, i turned to my mom and asked her whether she heard my name too. i even said out my nama “nur anamaria” kan? as if my mom didnt know my name.
den i realised i muz haf lost somting. definitely not my small child. hehe. den i suddenly remembered my pouch. asked my mom and grandma if dey were holding my pouch. negative responses. my mom was frantic by den. dad was pulling da half blind me to da security ofis.
alhamdulilah. a kind soul returned my pouch to da security ofis wif everiting intact. my wallets and money. losing da wallets wouldnt haf been so bad. even losing my ic. BUT… in my wallet was my month’s pay. all 1K plus. imagine if i had lost dat money. i would go hungry for a month. and all dat need to be paid.
so selengerz banget kan??? if dat had happened wen i am wif Dear, i would haf been scolded inside out, left and rite. but being my beloved parents, all dey did was nag for half a day and dat was it.
moral of da story, carry a bigger bag. see how dangerous small teeny weeny bags are??
