I realised that I have not even talked about this year's Hari Raya experience. Yessa. The experience. I must say that it has been pretty boring so far, and that's considering the fact that I have a kind of big family on both sides, so yeah, there goes. And it's all because of school. Tsk tsk. But, I'm not sad, in fact, I'm happy, because that means I do not have to seek forgiveness from many many people. Haha..beat that. I am that lazy.

Technically, my family should like go out more often, because my dad's the eldest in the family, and what my grandmother still in 'idah' (the period of time when you are not allowed to re-marry) because my grandfather just passed away a month back, she can't go out. And my dad's supposed to be the representative of the whole family or something. But we did manage to cover quite a number of houses, so that is cool. But what's even cooler was what happened on the first day. My grandma's house was that full, and I'm like suffocating in there, tripping in all sorts of weird places and laughing when they least expect it. I mean, come on, where's the sense of humour gone? Like dead or something.

As usual, Mr Iskandar was there with his parents and brothers. Note that I'm being very sarcastic here. Let me see, he was wearing white, and if I were to put on compact powder on him, then he would look like a ghost. Effects there. And (no offense, abang Is), he carries this weird looking thingie, a toy, on his pouch. Seriously, what happened to these guys???

And may I mention that the ratio of boys:girls in my huge family on my dad's side is like 4:1? We have that many guys. And the weird thing is, most of the guys are around my age group. That explains everything, huh?

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