Phone call from my mother......

Today is the fourth day of fasting month, my mum calling me because she misses me. *SIGHTS*.

MOM : Assalamualaikum dear.

ME : Waalaikumussalam mama.

MOM : How are you my dear? Did you take your medication?

ME : I’m fine mom. Of course I take my medicine.

MOM : Did you have any plan this weekend? Or you will back for the weekend?

ME : I don’t think I have any planning this weekend and I absolutely will go home this weekend.

MOM : I received your sms and you asking for extra money. Why? I already give it to you last Monday right?

ME : Hmmmmm….I need to buy a book mom, the book is very expensive. If I’m not asking for extra money from you, the only money left for me is only enough for me to breaking fast only.

MOM : I see, I will ask your father to bank in the money for you tonight.

ME : Thanks mum.

MOM : Welcome dear and take care.

Interrogative Question

MOM : How are you my dear? Did you take your medication?

MOM : Did you have any plan this weekend? Or you will back for the weekend?

MOM : I received your sms and you asking for extra money. Why? I already give it to you last Monday right?

Ad populum appeal to pity

ME : Hmmmmm….I need to buy a book mom, the book is very expensive. If I’m not asking for extra money from you, the only money left for me is only enough for me to breaking fast only.

BCT: Intterrogative Question and Ad populum appeal to pity

Memories....

During my SPM years. The doctor discovers that I had an anemia. Because of that the symptoms that mostly people can see is me really look very weak. I need to do my check up in the hospital at least two times per week. Can you image, I hate hospital before, I hate needle and also I hate medicine. *SIGHTS*. Because feel the burden, I become a stubborn daughter and also rioter.

I know my mommy was really sad because of my behavior. I still remember one day she’s say.

“Kakak, the only thing can make you recover is by you need to start to follow your medical check up schedule and also you need to take care more of yourself and don’t let any hatred inside your feeling to causing you sicknesses. If I didn’t care about you my dear I will not tell you this entire thing. Now it’s up to you my dear. If you really love me you will follow my advise or if not I really don’t know what else to do.”

So, in my mommy statement I realize that my mommy used ad populum appeal to pity. Where my mommy trying to let me say yes and follow what she want by using emotion.

My mum picture

BCT: Ad populum appeal to pity

Free Writing Mood……

While I’m doing my blog just now I wonder that I don’t have any idea to write anything. So, I play a game that can make me feel creative. The game call free writing, where we just write anything that pop up in our mind and if you cannot think of anything like me now….*sights* you can write blank.

Let’s start the game……

What am I thinking right now?!

Sleepy. Tired. Boring. Blank. Food. Ayam percik. Yummy. Ice-cream. Blank. Mommy. Blank. Bed. Blank. Blank. Rest. Hari raya. Kuantan. Friday. Love. Hate. Cat. Baby. Cute. Smile. Boring. Music. Rihana. Take a bow. Movies. Meet Dave. Outing. Boyfriend. Arm. Love. Caring.

ICE-CREAM...yummy

About my family

Mommy. Daddy. Sister. Brothers. Me. Cat. Love. Hate. Sad. Work. Food. Yummy. Mommy. Cooked. Table. Kitchen. Plate. Gold. Blank. Blank. Study. Smart. Hard. Clever. Brother. Uitm. Accounting. Nineteen. Hadi. Scholarship. Learning. Playing. Nice.

My family

BCT: Free Writing