just recently i've been looking through my baby pictures, because, well.. if i might say so myself, imma cute bebeh. hahahaha!! muntah-hijau-pastu-ada-sayur-sayur-sikit-please. =p
my family always talk (present tense sebab we still talk about it) about how i looked chinese as a baby and how i look very different now as an adult. ye la.. dulu mata sepet la gak. kulit putih macam amoi. gigi dua batang besar. cakap pun boleh tahan macam chinese la. hahahahaa! ok tu exaggerate je. tengok pics sebagai supporting evidence.
abang abang setan yang selalu buli saya . setan pun setan, sayang tetap sayang. =B
"ni hau maaa?"
"wo ai barney and friends! wahahahahaha!"
i pun tak tau la. all i notice is my cuteness. muntah-brown-ada-coco-pops-sikit-please. =p
now lak, muka i ni boleh pass as pakistani, bangladeshi, chinese mualaf, malay (duhh), arab, dan macam macam lagi. bukan i tipu, ladies and gentleman. i don't even take it as a compliment neither an insult. i just rasa its kelakar.
one time i was at a petrol station and this pakistani helper tu tanya i.
Pakistani helper: awak.. pakistan ka?
saya: ha? you rasa? (senyum senget sebelah tanda curious)
Pakistani helper: pakistan (angguk tanda hipotesis beliau diterima)
saya: mana ada la! saya melayu.
Pakistani helper: ha?! tipu!
saya: ya Allah. tak tipu la! tolong saya isi minyak ya. saya bayar dulu.
Pakistani helper: (pandang saya with the look of disappointment)
saya: (senyum mata tutup, tunjuk gigi, tunjuk peace sebagai tanda "lek la bro")
another time, i was with my friends in JB. a chinese shopkeeper dengan selambanya tanya..
chinese shopkeeper: (tanya kawan tapi tuding jari ke arah saya) she arab ah?
saya: saya ke?
chinese shopkeeper: (tengok saya dengan muka terkejut. boleh nampak kening dia hilang dalam bangs dia) eh? you malay kah?
saya: ya lorrr. aunty ingat saya arab ka?
chinese shopkeeper: ahahaah ahahahh (gelak awkward) sorry ya sorry.
lagi satu. i was at my office. a supplier came and introduced himself to us. kita dah kenal the company, but this guy was new.
saya: hi, i'm maria.
supplier: maria?
saya: yeah. (senyum)
supplier: you're a convert ke? (tanya perlahan lahan)
saya: ha? why you say that? (curious dan terkejut)
supplier: maria is an indian name, right?
saya: ahahahahahahh! where got laaaaa! ada ramai orang nama maria okaaayyyy~
bukan i tipu, again. dah banyak kali i kena these kinda things. apart from that, ramai gak claimed they saw me at places i never was! ada yang nampak i kat klcc la, kat terengganu la, kat kolej mana entah la padahal i was some place else. muka i international and i rasa i dah lebih 7 pelanduk serupa. beribu riban dah kot. hahaha!!
maybe it is the eyes and the nose.
funny how i was from chinese looking baby to a... apa-apa-bangsa-looking-pun-boleh adult. haha!!
well. kalau orang kata i have pakistani whatever look yang belah2 india, i tak kisah sangat coz i memang ada indian genes. arwah moyang tok is from sri lanka, indian muslim la gitu. and my tokwan is chinese.
kalau orang kata i muka macam scottish or irish or or.. or japanese, memang i terkejut beruk la! and i akan buat pose beruk kalau orang cakap camtu. true story.
=p
conclusion?
you put it down like new york city,
i never sleep, wild like los angeles,
my fantasy hotter than miami,
i feel the heat,
oh miss international love~
tiba tiba lagu pitbull. =p
i guess how we are as babies can never really guarantee how we turn out as adults, in any aspect. =)
peace.
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