The moment she wakes up, she opens her lids and praised God for the wonderful life He has blown into her. "Alhamdulillah" is her first word of the day. She sits up straight and feels like someone or something is watching her from somewhere and she turns her head to the left. The mirror. The tall, not-so-clear mirror which is now reflecting her image. She sees herself staring deep into it, mesmerized by the reflection that's right in front of her. looking straight into her own eyes. She looks into it and blurts, "My mother was beautiful. So am I..." And she cries.
|There you go.|
An unedited picture of her waking up.
(Except for the URL obviously)
She misses her mum. Dearly.
- I miss dad too. I have called dad several times, several days but he didn't answer. I guess, I just called at the wrong time. Will keep trying tonight.
- I'm pressured by the assignment I haven't yet finished. Possibly will finish them by this evening, or tomorrow.
- Will fly off to Gold Coast tomorrow and I haven't packed my things.
- I'm moving out from this house tomorrow.
- What a busy day!
.:ilyanafauzy signing off at 0751:.