My friend Narda, visiting from Overseas, sorta, kinda let the days slip by, then the hours sneak away so completely there was absolutely not even one second left to call she aunty.
And Narda return to life Abroad, leaving me here thinking.
I hope I never let meself become one of them aunties who nephews and nieces find painful to speak to.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
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I keep forgetting to say, I change names / descriptions of people...
nah! dat ain gon happin...
I hope not.
I'm busy thinking, what kind of aunty / sister / daughter I'd like to be.
I agree with my friend, if her aunty's not nice...
Well one thing I can say is that sometime no matter how nice you are, everyone will not always like you. But I think you would be a kool Aunty. The kinda Aunty one can bring there troubles to, and get some good guidance and not have to worry about privacy. And also the go to Aunty for when you wanna cook up some mischief.
Jihan, that is soooo true, only this morning I was saying to my mother, that it doesn't matter how much good a person does, there will always be those with bad things to say!
As for being an aunty, it's exactly how I want to be...you really have got me pegged!
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