Overview
An ordinary girl without any super powers. Was born with a few % of Chinese blood. Wore braces and retainers before. Used to be always in her state of trance. Gets distracted easily by the surroundings. Always have ridiculousweird
dreams, not wet dreams. Family/relatives call me Nurul. Friends call me Jannah. And i definitely believe that it takes more muscle to frown than to smile =D
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Monday, September 01, 2008
sometimes, you just don't know when good things will come by.it may just come out of the blue, even when someone is harassing you. at that point of moment.
you never know.
i was totally out of my mind that point. i didn't know what i was thinking.
the inside of my head seemed to be in complete disarray, as though my brain had been ransacked.
no hope. i thought. why bother thinking about it.
the high pitch tone of the ringing telephone gave my heart a huge leap.
i was hoping to hear someone's distinct voice.
my heart withered like a weak flower every time it wasn't the voice i expected.
it wasn't for me though.
it was for granny.
in fact the telephone kept ringing for an uncountable number of times that i just felt like plucking off the wires.
grandpa was laughing out loud, watching a comedy.
i wished i could join in.
another ring.
as i grumbled and barely noticing my hands were balled into fists, i realised that my walk to the telephone booth was always a zombie-steps experience.
such a rare moment. i thought.
"Hello?" i answered the call.
"Hello, nurul eh? Is granny there?"
i raised up my head.
For several seconds, i stoned and there was pure confusion hanging on my face.
yes, this voice, it sounded so familiar.
"Is this mak ngah? Mak ngah? From US, Seattle?" i questioned, breaking the long silence.
"Yeah...How are you?" she replied.
A look of great excitement suddenly dawned on my face.
From a long frown, to a bright and lively smile.
yes..that was what i've awaited for.
"Why you call?"
That was the only dumbest question that popped in my head.
I was too excited that I became tongue-tied.
A sense of guilt struck me for asking such a bonus question, which might seem rude.
"Nah..it's the fasting month. So that's why I just wanted to talk to nenek" she replied, in such a calm manner.
I felt someone tapping on my shoulder.
When i turned around, nenek was mumbling to me. i couldn't hear a thing.
With great reluctance, I had to hand over the phone to nenek.
I stood next to her while she talked to mak ngah, hoping I could get a chance to talk to her.
It was futile anyway. Mom kept bugging me to hurry up and go to paya lebar.
In the end, i had to leave the house without a chance to talk to her.
If only such rare moments could happen again..
P.S i'm not trying to be so drama here but i's just trying to write a compo. hehe. practicing for EL paper la..