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Yesterday, emotionalised. my brain didnt do its job so the heart took over. One more day till mom gets back. Meaning the next day will be hectic. School was fun, (i guess thats a once in a ifetime) everyone was excited, the last day til the raya break, 'what colour is your baju raya?' was going on all around school, even the janitors. me and my friends was jumping upside down, raya raya raya. and the last period of school's bell rang, and soon after that hari raya song was played. i had goosebumps! (.. that reminded me of something) and yeah, then i had to stayback after school. had to practice for Malam Graduasi performance. burn new song for the dance 'You Cant Stop The Beat by Hairspray', alhamdulillah i could finish choreographing it before went off. very tiring though. yea yea i didnt puasa but still :) and then right after school, had to accompany dad, bought curtains and quilts, and i teman mairah ate at the restaurant, dad insisted me to eat too, ( in public during puasa, yasin reading will be followed right after i could start praying) and so at night, on the way to tuition, aunty farah texted me, there i sat, thinking it was call for me to the next day, rehearse.. or something.. but then, the show got canceled. i couldnt look up.
before i slept, was thinking too much, and most of tears too, woke up with vampires eyes. started the day nice and easy, planning distractions. So i thought i should bake some brownies, but the result was not that wow. Yes inka, you are a baking goddess. couldnt find a proper cake tin, but a small one. so i had to bake em using the same cake tin over and over again. exhausted already. yet an interesting thing to do, makes me feel a pinch of joy. then i went to daddy, and he was devastated, the tailor adjusted the curtain wrongly, so i offered help with it. yeah, i sewed the curtain, 3 sets. at the same time, i was babysitting humairah and hakim too, the twirps cant seem to stop fighting, i'm losing my voice. then had to rush to Grandmama's place for buka puasa and met my cousins. and here now i'm at home writing you. and how wow i'm tired. here i should stop, and here i'm counting the hours, my mom to be at the doorstep. i can never replace you Mother, how thankful i am now.