never walk alone.

I read Min's and Azlina's blog and I feel for them this Hari Raya.
I mean it is supposed to be a joyous occasion anyway right?

As for me, I've already explained in one of my previous entries how my Hari Raya went.

But for the last 4 years, whenever I visit people's houses, I laughed my ass off whenever there are jokes that were spilt.
But behind those laughs, were just memories of how better it would feel if both my parents were still together.
Yah, it has been 4 years.
And all these while, my smiles and laughters were fake.
Not all though.

Its difficult to split time between my dad and my mum.
My dad allows me to follow my mum on the first 2 or 3 days of raya.
After that, its back to my dad(apperently he spends his raya in Johor for the first few days).
The last couple of years, I had the freedom to do that.
Because it clashed with the school holidays.
But not now. . .
Now, I'm on attachment.
I'm only free on weekends.
And luckily I managed to skip work this coming weekend.
And I have to split my time between my mum, dad and of course my ever wonderful friends.

If I can recall back, last time my family used to visit MOST houses in the first three days.
After that, it is all free and easy.
We can organise our days and times for the next raya trips or whatsoever.
But ever since they were divorced, I need at least a week for them to complete those houses that we went to.
One day its my mum, and the other day its my dad.
If I cannot follow my mum, she will complain.
And vice-versa if I don't follow my dad.
Haiz. . .

Sooooo. . .
Difficult to please people nowadays. . .

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