I am truly amazed by this little kid. She says Oh-my-god more often than I do. Dang kids these days. I am so head over heels for those gorgeous pair of eyes and curly hair. Gah I feel so fake right now. Kids are so—urm, GENUINE. Ugh. She’s of mixed-blood, Bidayuh and Indian. And she speaks good English at her age. No slang at all.
They’re my new neighbour. Since my mum lose her two daughters – one in Miri, one in Kota Samarahan, she managed to find a “replacement”. Some sort la. Back to square one, huh. She got herself occupied. I was shocked though to know that I had new neighbours. It has been vacant since ages.
I feel so small with her. The irony. It makes me wonder how will my first child look like in the future. Is she (yes, I wanted a baby girl) going to have brown eyes like me? I hope so. =P
Maria Isabelle, that’s her.
And she have freakin’ typical Indian long eyelashes.
My gee. Why is God so unfair.
TSK TSK.
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