Sian Acu
Curi tulang a bit from work to write this. LOL jk. Just got a bit (a handful actually) of time to spare and I just have to HAVE to document this in the form of writing (or in this case, blogpost). So last week after work, I went out to have a nice dinner in Subang with my family sans Ayah. As we had parked our car, I was carrying my lil’ niece, Hana (Ehem, I don’t usually carry her because my goodness is she heavy but that night was an exception hehe just needed to get the bond and chemistry going) and in the distance, I saw the LRT train was passing by and we all know how kids are very intrigued about all these weird-looking, moving things, therefore I happily pointed the train to show it to Hana. Here’s a very funny conversation I had with her: Me: Hana, Acu hari-hari naik train pergi work. Hana: Acu naik sorang-sorang je? (read: ye. Hana has this habit of saying “je” at the end of each of her sentence) Me: Ha ah. Acu naik sorang-sorang. Hana: Sian Acu. Guys,