Do I try too hard to make us smile?

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Is the Raya greeting lame or what?! bahahhaha! pemalas betul.. dahlaa buat random search untuk gamba pelita (read: curik!), lepas tu tak spend setengah jam pun untuk so-called "edit".. Lamez0r!!
Anyway, this is the perfect time for you to say, "it's okay.. it's the thought that counts." hahahha!

So.. how about it? Want me to make another attempt at writing in Malay? HAHAHHA! (It's going to be pathetic.) I'll write Malish a bit then.
hmm.. skarang kat rumah ade laa ura ura macam nak Raya.. Papa tengah anyam ketupat, (he asked if I wanted to help earlier but I was doing that greeting thing) while Mama is.. eh. Sementara Mama tengah jahit baju Raya -- last minute, typically her. Tadi dia cakap, "dah dekat nak Raya pon maseh chatting!" walhal Wanie tengah taip menda alah ni. Chatting la beno. She's special like that; she's been making snide comments to me since I got back, which I don't appreciate at all. And rarely do I take things quietly, earlier this morning I said to her; "kalau takde ape elok nak cakap, takyah cakap laa" (if you haven't got anything nice to say, don't say it at all) huhuu. Bertuah betul la dapat anak cam Wanie. sigh. Naseb baik esok Raya. Tapi tapi.. I hate asking for forgiveness when I don't really mean it. mmph! Dengan harapan malam ni terbuka lah hati.. epiphany of a sort.
-end Malish-

I'd most probably spend the most of tomorrow in the car sulking. We're travelling to Perak to visit my mom's side of the family and they're usually the ones who like to ask me what I've been up to -- mostly because we only see them once a year. gah! I'd like to skip the day and go straight to the night please! The part of night where I'm in bed with Boyfie at the end of the phone line. I like that part very much.

Oh God, it is SO boring to keep saying this but man, I miss my guitar!! There's always something that stops me from being able to play it; rusty strings.. broken peghead.. the guitar itself being at a friend of Dida's place.. (haha! I really need to get her to get it back.)
Anyway, I always want my guitar the most when I'm obsessed about any particular song -- as I am right now. When I say obsessed, it means that it's the last thing I thought about (or listen to) before I fall asleep and the first thing that comes to mind when I wake up.
Hunny, keep in mind that I'm very much capable of having multiple thoughts at once.. because one way or another, everything sort of relates to each other.

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ughh. I just spent the last 40 minutes peeling a bag of onions, but I'm proud to say that I didn't shed a single tear! muahhahaha!! Pwned! Well, I'm happy that at least I contributed something this Raya!! weeeeeeeee!

oh.. this is absolutely pointless, but I managed to fast everyday this Ramadhan! woohooo! (Okay, that cheer was a sarcastic one.) I mean, good for me for not having to.. err.. ganti (replace? substitute?) the days that I miss if I were to skip some days due to my period; but since I didn't (get my period).. it'd meant that my hormones are whacked! ick!
Probably this is only the third time it has ever happened since I first got my period 11 years ago. 3 out of 132 cycles isn't bad I suppose.. Although now I'm wondering if it's possible to figure out what's making my hormones running stupid.

Okay. My back is tired from sitting for too long. (My chair doesn't have a back rest.) So.. 'til later!
Have a good day everyone.
Semoga amal ibadah yang kita jalankan sepanjang bulan ni diterima Allah.. heehee. (I feel funny when I try to be righteous.)