My First Everything (Random Order) (Disclaimer: *Names mentioned are not real. And the list may not even be real. Just enjoy your read, okay? Cheers!) First food : Nestum. First drink : Mum's milk (breastfed for 3 months tops and then changed to formula). First step : 9 month old (by 10 months I'm already walking. I skipped crawling because it hurts my knees. Damn, was I a smart baby! XD) First word : " bak kabak kaba....bak" (or was it a mummble or a babble - so my chicken impersonation game is real strong) First memory : Throwing biscuits with my elder brother. First rejection : By my mum. It was a hot evening and she pushed my hug away while we were day napping and she said, "panas..". I remember crying silently that time. Gawd.. I was sooooo sensitive (2nd child syndrome..haha). First bone broken : Right hand (I don't remember this but my uncle said it had happened). First sprain : Little finger on my left hand Year 4 kicked by
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Preface If you're a wanderer and you think no one thinks the same way you do, no one sees the world the same way you see it and no one understands contexts the same way you did, then you are welcome to stay. If you're not, then you will have to set your ego aside, open your minds and be ready to accept any form of information (Disclaimer: Contents may be unrealistic) and knowledge I write in this blog or any other blogs for that matter. Introduction Good (insert the appropriate greeting according to your time zone here) I bid to you. Here is an introduction to me. You must know that everything has got to own a definition. So, now you must be asking what is the definition for this homo sapiens they call Elsie Isabella? Or not because you just don't care. Well, curious or not, I'll tell you the definition of.. well, ME. (Warning: Content may include excessive cliche phrases. And a LOT of side notes.. like, A LOT. You have been warned.) By definition, I am a mothe