Lembaga Pengecat.

We have been pretty-fying the house all week for abang's wedding.

I meant the colour, not me.

See. Pretty innit?

Bukti kekerasan bekerja seorang pekerja keras

Upah. Jeles an elehhhh :P

I wished to help by giving money hence had been worrying my head and heart sick over finding a job for the  past three weeks, if not more. After resigning from ATFW, I didn't really go to find myself a job. Well, actually I did but something else had happened. Something I don't really care anymore about.

But instead of helping by giving money, I get the chance to help in making the ceremony a nice and successful one, inshaa Allah, by lending a couple of helping hands, and legs. A helping perfectionist personality too, if I must say. I had helped by painting the walls, and scrubbing the floors clean so far, something which is far better than giving money. I get to immortalise my effort for my brother's wedding ceremony on the walls in the form of pink (if not purple), blue and peach paints, at least until they're repainted in a couple of years' time. I swear I'm really happy for being able to do the things that mother wanted me to. I hope I get some very good remarks in my record book for doing that. God has helped me to get some good records with His arrangements. Subhan Allahi wa bihamdihi.

And I think my right hand had become bigger somehow.

And to those people, I pray that God will punish all of you in this life for doing bad things to other people. Thank you.

Jaga-jaga, lembaga pengecat berkeliaran di kejiranan  anda!