Okay.
Selamat Hari Raya to all Muslim friends out there.
I know, a bit too late la. You think?

Okay.
It was a tiring day indeed.
Was rudely awakened at 8 am.
Then had to do last minute touch-up.
Cleaning the fan, sofa, tables.
Mom got new 'alas meja'.
Sis ran downstairs to buy fresh flowers and orange squash.
Everything was last minute.
Till there was no time to do the pineapple tarts.
Granny was cooking all the lontong dishes.
I, like usual, became the tukang makan.

From 10-12 plus nobody came. YET.
Until late afternoon.
BOOM.
Everybody came.
To the extent that 2 families from each of side (Mom's & Dad's) came at the same time.
Clash. So many people.
Till you have no space to walk.
Chey bedek uh.
Exaggeration siots.
Okay seriously, it was too crowded,
too many people came,
till we ran out of ice and drinking water.
Had to refreeze ice every now and then.
But my 23-year-old refrigerator didn't have the capability to do so.
So Mom had to 'chop' huge ices into small fragments.
And boil water practically every hour.

I was so hot and sweaty.
Furthermore I was in baju kurung.
So you can picture my misery.
I stole a few minutes of shower while everyone else is outside.
Overall, income was good.
HHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.
Kidding.

Funny thing is,
when my relatives who I haven't been seeing for long saw me,
the first thing that they say to me was,
"Eh eh! Tingginya kau!"
WTF.
Is that my most distinctive feature!?!
I malu know. Serious.
Haha as if.

One makcik, when going back, looked at me.
"Ni dah keje ke skola?"
Hello do I look so old!?
Sorry la makcik-i-forgot-what's-her-name.
Then I said I'm schooling.
So she said,
"Oh kalau skola kene kasi besar sikit la."
I knew what she meant.
Ta-dah, a green dollar note exchanged hands.
HAHA.

Days to come.
Yay yay. (: