Beginning to feel like every day of my life is like an open tryout for a wacky new reality television show.

Took this picture yesterday on the way back home with my loved one, it's a pretty sight of the rainbow, but sadly this only what a 5 megapixel picture from my phone could capture. Need to click it to view the rainbow, that's if you could spot it. 

This week had been a very crazy week for me...

To some people this sounds normal, as there isn't any day I am fully sane and functioning well according to some of my close friends.

For a start, my great grandmother passed away last week at the age of 90+ (couldn't clarify her rightful age as old folks back in the days didn't really take the whole identity registration thing seriously), so I've been told she died peacefully at right before dusk at the age of 90+. May Allah blessed her soul and look after her in the other side. Al-Fatihah.

After coming back from the funeral, I suffered from a terrible eyesore. Long story, make it short I've recovered from it after suffering from it for a several days. Blinking, twitching, and winking like a horny pirate with a dysfunctional right eye.

Other things happened as well, happy, sad, frustrating, disappointing, well to balance out it's a roller coaster plus merry go-round ride week.

I miss how easy life used to be before I actually learn how to feel mad and disappointed when things didn't go how I pictured it to be. It's true, that when feelings start to meddle with your heart, it could make your heart goes a little boom-boom and at times when you can't take it anymore it goes..

Kaboom.

That's when things starts not to make sense, and that's also when we start blaming each other because of each other flaws, faults and mistakes. But we're merely humans. 

Making mistakes is like part of our lives.

No matter how old you get, the phrase "See I told you so" is something you could never run from.

But I guess I am just going to sit down and say "It's alright."

Sidenotes:

1) Although it's a sad week, I do enjoy my company of loved ones around me. My family, my cats, and new found friends.

2) Spotted in KL on the way back from Tangs, last week.

As some may know I used to live in Jerantut, way back then when I was a little kid. I miss Pahang somehow.

Knowing someone you love don't feel the same way about you...

Memories they soon delete, hmmm.

Oh Raya, here we go again.

A day to stuff yourself with artificial sweeteners, artificial flavors, artificial food-colorings and of course fats and calories from the faithful Lemang and Rendang.

How is your Raya so far?

With my sisters (from left): Anis, Me and Adlinur

Mine, nothing new. The same old same routine, trip down south with my family. Visit relatives and every year apparently they seem to add a new collection to the family. More and more new faces, and it seems hard to remember the names of my cousin's children. Remembering their name is one thing, it doesn't come easy with those fancy telenovela/movie/football player inspired names.

Note to self, don't produce many babies and pick a simpler shorter nicer name like Eryn. But to be honest I do have a few names in mind if I have a daughter, name like Dawn, Violet and Summer. My mum would definitely go against these names. Heck she would probably say "Tak ada nama Melayu lain ke?"

The usual activity we do is gossip and more gossip, comparing who is living a better life and of course eat. All the houses I visited stuffed me up like a pig. By not eating it would consider you as rude and not appreciating the host offerings.

Other than that, Raya seems to be a normal week laced up with food and cookies that couldn't be found on normal days. Born and bred in Kuala Lumpur doesn't seem to help much neither in getting into the Raya spirit.  I wonder how Raya celebration would be in 10 years time. Especially if my future spouse living in the same state as I am it would be tad boring. This explains why I want to live in California so badly.

The joy of exchanging cards, well lets not go there...

Ever since there's Facebook, I don't even received a greeting card anymore. Before that it was the mobile-text greeting craze, with all the forwarded Raya messages. But it seems Facebook seems to took over the wishing-department with a click away by tagging people on pictures or videos that associated with the occasion we wanted to wish our friends.

Anyway, I hope everyone enjoyed their Raya week and please bring back cookies for me. Nothing with nuts please, as I don't enjoyed them much. For the ones driving back home from their hometown, please get adequate amount of sleep/rest before going on that long journey. Don't quench yourself with energy drink such as Red Bull thinking that it would give you the extra hours behind the wheels. 

Be safe everyone. 

Sidenotes:

Missing her Gulahati extra more than usual during Raya week, the funny thing is we're only an hour away from each other. Why Raya week must be extra melancholic than usual daily week?

The Muses they pray loud, for your listless journey to me.

I lost my passion to write lately.

Be it blogging, sketching stuff on my notebook and doodle craps on receipts.

Sort of hate it too when people seems to be twisting words out of my mouth or excerpts from this blog. Then used it as a reason to bring me down or hate me. Worst still when they make stories out of nothing. Defamation, and attempts to humiliate me seems like it's never going to end. 

I do believe frien-emies are reading this blog and checked up on the update more often than my boyfriend did. It's funny too when they seem to be updated upon it faster than my best-friends and loved ones. Oh well, the pain and joy of being a ce'web'rity do have it's consequences and I'm here to talk about it.

As some as you may know, something tragic happened earlier this week. Well thank goodness I made it out alive and well. I rather not elaborate it much here and I don't want to remember it, besides I decided to act normal and lived a normal daily life as usual. I am not offended or mad at anyone. 

Instead I want to say thank you to whoever did this for giving me a Merdeka Eve I would not forget. I am sure going to get you back someday, maybe not today or tomorrow. But someday I will.

I don't hold grudges, but I let it out easily without hesitate. Okay enough of this let us move on to something else worth remembering about.

Anyway Hari Raya is coming up soon, how's your Raya preparation going on?

Me, my sister Anis and Adlinur on the way back to granny's place last year Raya in our dad's faithful serving truck

I left all the shopping to my mum's hands. Apparently I'm going all white and pink for raya this year. Last year Raya I was a bit chubby due to eating like a pig, this year I lost weight after I start eating like a piglet instead.  (Don't know if you get the inside joke or not, but heck screw it) 

So wait up for this year pictures allright?

As I don't know when is the next time I'll be blogging again, I would to wish everyone a very Happy Hari Raya especially to my family, relatives, my Gulahati and friends, ex-boyfriends, enemies, soon to be enemies, and new friends I'm ought to make anytime. Forgive me if I do say something that hurt your feelings or mentally or physically. I am just a human, not a saint. Just like the old saying says, To err is Human, to forgive is Divine.

Drive safe, doesn't matter if you're heading a long journey or just around the corner. Don't forget to invite me to all the "delicious catering food that you claimed your mum cooked it" open house. Or worst still took it from other people's open house and heat it up and claimed it's yours. Okay, I know I just asked for forgiveness like 10 seconds ago and now here I am being sarcastic again.

Watch the calories, the sugar, the fat intake this coming festive week allright, be safe where ever you are and if we might crossed path anytime, just give me a shout, a text or a call and I'll try my very best to make ends meet for everyone.

Last but not least, besides cash, I do receive and accept cheques for Duit Raya.

Tee-Hee.

Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin.

Sidenotes:

You will see one day, I’m here to stay. Hold your hand to me. We’ll find a way