You can’t choose the family you’re born into… the past week has been a constant reminder of that saying. I saw the good and the bad (as well as the hideous!!) sides to being around the extended family and I guess it just goes to show (yet again) that no one’s perfect and that you really can’t guess what’s inside one’s heart and mind based on external appearance.
Pakailah minyak wangi mahal-mahal pun, dengan beg tangan buatan Itali dan kereta mewah dari Jerman. Kalau hati tu busuk, mesti ada terlepas jugak bau tu!
What's in my head 