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My name's Dayana. Believe me, good things come in small packages.

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  • When Money's An Issue
    Thursday, October 18 / 12:30
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    He's an ass, a cute one though.


    I became a good 'mother' yesterday. Visited Vivo with the 2 kids for a movie, Underdog! And I think they kinda stole my underwear joke, you know? 3 of us fought over a Haagen Dasz cone which costed me $6.90 to be exact, grrrr. It wasn't easy juggling them, but I think I did a good job. From time to time; minus the scowling and scolding, I did ask them whether they need a drink or the toilet. Awwwwww... As much as they were hitting each other most of the time figting over my DS, the journey home made me realise the kind of bond siblings have. Just like the malay proverb air dicincang tidak akan putus. Direct translation; water chopped off can't break. You get the idea now? Both of the kids were beat after the trip, their eyes were steamy(you know, that kinda eyes haha). Sadly they were sharing a seat, the brother was on the lap of the sister. Why? This selfish foreigner slit her butt next to their seats. I was a seat away, opposite them. The brother was knocking his head against the window. Seeing that, the sister slide to the side which means lesser space for her more for her brother. Afterwhich the brother rested his head or her shoulder for a nap. Halfway through the journey, I could see the sister getting sleepier. She lip-read me asking her to nap. She replied me by gesturing that her brother's heavy head is on her, her shoulder hurts and she can't nap. I insisted that she rest her haid against the chair, but she didn't budge. Few times her brother's head tilted from her shoulder, she used her tiny fingers to hold it. Ok now again; Awwwwww...From my view, it was evident that she was tired too; adjusting herself in that uncomfortable position but she placed her brother's comfort first. I really wanted to push the foreigner aside, but the bus was too packed for me to even move from my seat. If only I had a better phone, I would have recorded the scene. For those of you who still needs a moral to the above story, love for a sibling who's your flesh and blood can never change no matter what the circumstances is.

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    We grew up together, that's why. Sometimes now you make me feel that I wanna grow old with you(marriage or whaaat?). No, no. Boy, we can never share a car together. :)