Thursday, February 16, 2006 by Mariskova
Hikari: AKU GAK MAUUU MANDIIIIIIIII SAMA PAPAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! AKU MAUNYA SAMA MAMAAAAAAAA AJJAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
In the kitchen, the breakfast is gosong.
Hikari: AKU GAK MAU MAKAN ITUUUUUUUUUUUUU. AKU MAU MAKANNNN IKAN KECIL-KECIL AJAAAAAAAA!!!!!
In the kitchen, a plate is broken.
Hikari: AKU GAK MAUUUUUUUUU BOBOOOOOOOOO!!!! HUAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
(*They're talking about terrible two. What happen to terrible three, terrible four, five, twelve, sixteen?*)
Papap is still stressed out.
My draft is going to the trash bin.
Noon. Losing track of the numbers.
@?!@: Mana si Hikari?
My mom: Iya. Hikarinya mana?
Me: Belum pulang sekolah dong. Nanti jam setengah 4.
Mom: Oh. Ya, udah. Cuma mau ngomong sama Hikari aja. Dah!
(*whatever happen to 'I miss you too' and whoever says the only daughter gets all the love?*)