same old songs

just got back from my raya holidays. well..not so much of a holiday actually, more like a weekend trip back home. but nonetheless, it was so much fun to be home!

had the usual raya. oh at first was quite suprising - not knowing when raya will actually be - thursday or friday. my bus was on thursday morning - so i was hoping, praying vigorously that raya will fall on friday. and it did...so yeay!

relatives come and go. small kids everywhere - my family really bred well. and of course the same old question being asked over and over again - "is he back home?" "did you guys contacted him?" "why not just forgive him" "is he well?" - endless.
(note: he = my cowardly father who runs freely away last year)

i wish i can just tell them to shut up, and leave us alone. but you can cover the bottle, not a mouth. so whatever. i have very little space it my heart to care about it anymore.

life resume as usual. or getting worse. who knows.