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Friday, October 12, 2007
Haven't updated this blog i ages. Been too busy mugging for o's.
Anyway i went straight home aft sch since it is eve hari raya. Konon nye balik nak tolong mak. hehe..but i ended up sleeping like pig(ya i knoe farlinah! I'm a pig just like you) on my sofa while waitin for mimpi manis to start.

Bapa picked me up at sch bus stop just nw. there was this pakcik going to friday prayers and sumhow i got me thinkin about my arwah bapa we, my grandfather.
My Grandfather was the most selfless person I know.
I miss his presence tremendously! See he pass away when i was in primary school and soooo much has happen since then.
He miss seeing his first great grandaughter and his youngest son getting married.
Every raya i would always think about him. What got me so upset was i can't even remember that certain warmly scent he always had.
When the pakcik turn his back I swear he looked exactly like bapa we.
At that moment i found myself holding back my tears as Aisyah was beside me.
I swear i gonna cry my heart out when i hear the takbir later at night and my brother would make fun of me for being such a cry baby.
Anyways, the thought of him being in a better place definitely calms me down. I know that he is looking down on us smiling widely at the things his cucu-cucu has achieved.
Ok maybe hearing the song-air mata syawal now is not such a good idea. Cos i feel my tears coming down soon. Ok i know i'm a cry baby

Your probably thinking that I should probably be used to not celebrating hari raya with him since he past away a long time ago but i can't shake the feeling of missing his presence since he took care of me when i was little and was always on my side when i fought with Ain.
Anyhos. Bapa wants to fetch kakak from school since she finish so late and we probably be going to get "air oren"- soda drinks at the same time..

Selamat Hari Raya Adilfitri to all muslims!
Maaf Zahir Batin..