The Alphabets in My Life : F

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Oh dear, I almost forgot this post thread of mine. Yikes! 10 months already?! No wonder a lot of cobwebs and whatnots here.. Hehe. My bad. I know.

So, let's continue with this thread, shall we?

F is for:

Friends. Being a chatterbox, making friends when I was still a child was an easy and natural thing to do. One story my parents always recounted was on the first day we arrived in Song after moving from Sg. Amang, while my family was busy unpacking stuffs, suddenly I appeared with two durians. When my parents asked where on Earth did I get all that, I told them "My friend's mum gave it to me". From there began a lasting friendship between families.
However, as time goes by, I've realized making friends wasn't as easy now. Maybe back then I was still in the age of innocence, where fear was non-existent (fear of rejection I mean. Fear of hantu, jaws, buaya, penyamun je la back then).

My garang, no nonsense, kaki pukul face also could be a factor. Yes, I realize that. So only people who could break through or look past my appearance (muka garang), will know just how insane a friend I could be. At first glance, surely strangers will label me as sombong, garang, serious. Haha, how wrong could they be. As the saying goes, 'Never judge a book by its cover'.

Grade F = DIE!!! Sure my parents will make me die a thousand horrible bloody deaths!

F***SH*T!!! - one of the items in my SwearVocabBook. (Swearing is not nice. I know. But doctor say must vent anger wor, if not blood pressure go up up up. Hehe)

I can be very frank sometimes. Especially when asked for my opinion. I don't see the point of beating around the bush when a simple sentence will suffice to drive the point home. Unless the other person is prone to suicidal thoughts la (Later bunuh diri after listening to me how?)

Freak. I can be one sometimes. Haha

Fear. When I was a child, I am scared of things like hantu (I hate it when my sis cerita all those hantu stories from her college. Then whole night I would be sleepless and my ears become 'creative' in hearing things), jaws (after watching jaws, i takut air. Scared of swimming in the river. Come to think of it, sungai berbatu mana ada jaws?!), Crocodiles (blame it on the buaya stories) but I wouldn't think twice about masuk belukar. Sekarang baru tau kot-kot ada ular ka, naga ka, rimau ka dalam belukar tu. Cessss...

Love-hate relationship with facials. Need it but loathe the extraction process. Painful!

Hmm... What are the F's in your life?