The Alphabets in My Life: B

B is...

for birthdays, my favourite celebration. Who doesn't love birthdays?

for brothers, I have two of them. Very much older (big-sized too) and protective of me. Woe shall befall any idiotic guys who dared to 'kacau' their lil' sister. Hehe

for buddies, my indispensable friends who sticks by me through thick and thin.

for blogging, my hobby and passion. Something I stumbled upon almost four years ago and looking back, I can say that I have grown in my journey. From a high-tempered and violence-prone person to uhh, a less high-tempered me? kot?

for bookworm and books, 'cause I am a book addict. If I don't read anything in a day, I think I will go nuts. I read basically everything, even cereal boxes. Currently, reading Tun Dr. Mahathir's book - The Malay Dilemma (old book, yeah).

for boss, nickname given by my friends because, umm, because I am their boss?

for bossy, 'cause my sis always say that I have the need to be always in charge. In short, a control freak. I am the youngest but I am always someone in charge of making arrangements for any special occasion 'cause if things go wrong, Mum will go ballistic and I'll start my 'killing' spree. Just kidding.

for my favorite blanket made by my grandma. Out of her many grandchildren, she only made two, for me and my youngest cousin. The others, just makan hati la.

for balik kampung. Always a fun thing to do. To enjoy the oh-so-cool waters and just chill out 'kampung style'. There no place like the 'kampung'.

for black, one of the colours that I like. I used to paint my fingernails black and that was waaay before gothic is cool. Go figure!

for backstabbers, the sub-species of human beings that I simply hate.

for kasam b***, my favorite food. Cooked inside the bamboo....Mmmm... Yummylicious.

for bodo, the words I usually say when there are idiots driving around. These idiots are road hazards actually. They frustrate you, make you angry and they are reckless. Somehow they are yet to master the use of turnlights.

for beauty is only skin deep. It's who we are on the insides that matters. A heart of gold shines through the fragile outer layer. A beautiful heart makes a plain person, remarkable but an ugly heart will never make a person beautiful.

for bright, 'cause I hate dark places. Once a friend (Bro. David of SPC) forced me to go inside the Wind Cave, he had bruises on his arm because I grabbed his arms almost to breaking point. I feel suffocated in dark places.

What are the Bs in yours?