A Tragic Raya Morning...

When I was still in school and my pet bro was a student in UM, I asked how was his typical Raya?

He said he would party all night of Raya eve and back home and slept until noon. Or maybe till the eve.

I said, gosh, your raya is so not meaningful.

And as i grew up, I felt like I understand his situation. Mine is not meaningful.. well not much. But this year I felt a bit of feeling of anticipation. Well maybe, being a normal girl.. cuz I did but some nice clothes for Baju Raya. yes and one is from Kak Linda, she got me a nice red kebaya

And, yesternite, the raya eve.. the tailor didnt showed up. Usually she dropped by the house to send the clothes. So .. this morning.. no, no sign of her. So I got pretty bad mood. Moreover, babah went home to the 'other home', first time no morning raya with babah and ma completely. I felt sad a bit, and frustrated cuz the clothes werent siap. Ma called the tailor and she confirmed she cant make it.

Not just for today, 1st day.. but maybe 3rd Raya as well. Gosh.. now I know why my heart been telling me to buy 1 ready made cloth :( and tragically, I didnt bring any old pairs to Bentong. Only the kebaya I wore last Wednesday.. owh...

so.. well, I dunno I was being selfish or childish.. but, Yes I got no mood for Raya this time. Even Bella got the new pair. .. hmmm.. just wait for Bali la kan.

Selamat Hari Raya to you. *hugs* I really miss you.

Hushgirl currently listening to : Cosmic girl | Jamiroquai | Travelling without Moving

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just to keep myself happy. zai, peonies means happily in marriage, sorta.. jom carik peonies hand bouquet.. tapi fresh one aku dah survey kat petaling street takder! Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone

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