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Thursday, December 20, 2007 4:03 pm
Selamat Hari Raya Haji.



Ooh. I think I'm over it already. My phone will be quiet from now on but really who cares. I save more money. My dream to go to UK one day to study seems like it's taken on a new shine.

Today is Hari Raya Haji and to those Muslim out there who knows me, wishes to you. And I'm glad you guys are reading this entry cuz I have a funny story to tell you. You know I'm skinny right. Like almost anorexic-looking, but not. OK. Keep that in mind.

You know during Hari Raya Haji we're encouraged to korban some animal. Well, I did. Mine was a sheep. So when my number was called, I came to the area where they did the slaughtering. One guy brought my sheep with my tag number out. Imagine the shocking coincidence when the sheep brought out for me was skinny. Well, it looked skinny compared to the rest. So I turned to my mom and said,

"So skinny." After a brief pause, my mom and I said at the same time, "Like me/you!" Hahaha.

After that we went straight to my grandmother's house and gave her the meat to cook for us. My aunt was there too. So we were like joking around. My aunt asked my mom what the last words of the sheep were. Was it "Baaa.."?

My mom just said no, the sheep was pretty silent.

And my grandmother said after a slight pause, "Just like it's master (me)." Hahahah. Seriously. How similar can the sheep and I get?

Imagine that's the sheep I'll ride on across Padang Masyar.

To those non-Muslim, I'm a bit lazy to explain all these customs. I was quite impressed when I saw a few Chinese guys in the mosque listening to the Muslim holy man explain about the customs.

So anyway, I'm still here at my aunt's house. Her whole family's there. My grandmother lives with them. My whole family's here too. And another aunt and her family just arrived. So I'm surrounded my my cousins and all. Just now we played pictionary. Dear God. It was such fun. All of us were laughing so hard. Good medicine for me. I need more of it to heal.