What a laugh.

Went out with friends. Esya. Remy. Munzir. Darren. Kree. Aqil. Man. Cousin and sister. Other cousin and cousin's friend, another cousin and another cousin's cousin. Sunway pyramid.

Stupid train. Expensive cab. Freaky cab driver. Ran. Late. New Moon with Esya Remy. So cool. Have not read book. I think book would be better. Cousin, sister, other cousin, cousin's friend, another cousin and another cousin's cousin went ice skating. Others watched Planet 51. Finished at the same time.

Met Dano. BK lunch. Yum. Weird kung fu panda guy. "I'm not handsome but a little cute only. This is my girlfriend." Guys went somewhere. Arcade I think. Remy, Esya and I sat there talking. Discussed about vampires. Remy was quiet. Prayed, went to speedy. Tako. Go home. Ktm. Barely a drizzle. Walked home.

Suddenly rained like hell. Panic! At the disco. No no. Panic in the middle of the road. Wet. Took cardigan off. Put on top of the plastic I put on my camera bag. Walked. Hurried. Cardigan fell. On the road. Looked for it. Remy's house. Plastics. Imbrella. I mean, umbrella. Too lazy to backspace. Black garbage bag. Dumped all stuff in there.

Munzir sent text, "Ho ho ho merry xmas". Took turns with Esya to hold umbrella and carry big black garbage bag. Santa Claus the evil. Carried the garbage bag but did not hold properly. Opened. Water. Esya about to go home. I'm supposed to walk alone in the rain. No way. Funny looking umbrella. Leaky umbrella. Heavy garbage bag. Keropok lekor and apam balik people. No way.

Laughed and laughed and laughed with Esya in the rain, in the middle of the road. What a sight. Tsk tsk. At last we just sat there on the sidewalk. Sharing an umbrella. Went to Esya's home. Dried ourselves. The rain suddenly stopped. Aiya, just now don't wanna stop. Now want to stop pulak. Esya's mom sent me home. Thank you, aunty.

The day was too fun to describe. Too hilarious to describe.

Indescribable, man. We'll just have to remember it.

How was your Raya?

Did not balik kampung because my grandma was coming to town. Haha.

It did not feel like Raya at all. So I got out of my baju kurung, wore my tee and shorts and plopped on my bed to read.

Later that day, went to my Uncle's place. Family gathering. We ate seafood. It's funny because I think people are supposed to eat meat on Ray Korban. Why kill the cows if you're not gonna eat 'em?

Ok I'm sorta dizzy now so just ignore what I say.

The 2 crazy things I did at the family gathering:

1. I mixed two lauks in one plate. Ugh, if you know me, I bet you know how much I hate mixing lauks. I could gag to death. I baca Basmalah a gazillion times ok. Family members were indeed very surprised.
2. I dukung-ed a baby. 6 months old is still considered a baby kan? I have never ever dukung-ed a baby for as long as I could remember. Sure there were photos of me dukung-ing my lil sis but that was a long time ago. I don't even remember it anymore. I'm scared I might break babies and their mothers will hunt me down and slaughter me to death. (Insert evil laugh here)

Dying to put up some photos but I don't upload photos of my family on the web.

Btw, dukung apa ha dlm english?

One tweet was enough to get me going.

Selamat pagi terima kasih Pampers,

Adik tidur lena sentiasa,

Serapannya hingga sepuluh jam lamanya,

Adik bangun dengan riang,

Adik mahu belajar sama

Au cak! Au cak!

Sayang mama! Sayang mama!

Berdiri! Berdiri!

Yay!

Remember this song? God, I used to sing this ALL the time.

Dulu masa pergi benda Merdeka tu, my friends and I would sing this songs in the bus like psychos at 5am/6am while everybody else was sleeping. The thing is, I don't remember benda Merdeka yg mana satu. 2005 or 2007.

I remember recording the song in my MP3 and my friends and I would giggle and laugh while we listened to the song. We danced to the song. We acted like we were sleeping then we woke up singing "Selamat pagi terima kasih Pampers". We Au cak-ed together.

Good memories, man.

I went to a school and kids were crying.

Result UPSR dah keluar.

To those who got 5As, congratulations. To those who did not, it's not the end of the world.

You know, UPSR is just a teeny tiny part of your life. Like, in two weeks everyone's gonna forget about it. Believe me.

When I got my UPSR result, I was sooooo happy. I was shouting and jumping and laughing and smiling. It seemed like a big deal at that time. 5As felt so good. After a week, I didn't really matter anymore. NOW, it doesn't matter AT ALL.

In my opinion, I frankly think that it does not matter what you get. Whatever combination of As, Bs, Cs and/or Ds your result is does not matter. What matters the most is that you have tried your best and worked it to the max. THAT'S what truly matters.

I'm not saying education is not important. It is very VERY important. But just don't get too upset over your result.

I don't think tests and exams actually determine how smart you are.

What you have to do now is get back up on your feet and start working. Work with what you have, what you got. If you got 5Ds, then work with those 5Ds.

Not everybody is academically successful as others so chill lah. Maybe you have another talent that others don't have.

So don't cry. It's not worth the tears.