never walk alone.

Roll the camera please. . .
Its going to be quite a long entry. . .

I'm not trying to exaggerate things but I think this is the worst raya so far that I've encountered.
The first three days of raya. . .
It just didn't go well.
It was supposed to be an outing with my MUM and her side of the family.
But my mum worked for three straight days.
So basically, I'm just following the others, with my bro and sis, in tact along.
My mum wasn't there most of the time.
There was even a freaking misunderstanding which led to my mum sulking and thus, she didn't even follow us on the 3rd day of raya.
There were more to follow actually but I don't think I would want to elaborate further.
You people ask me if you want to know more.
But only a handful of you are reading this anyways.

Yesterday was worst.
I had to work from 7am - 3pm.
I only had about 3 hours of sleep.
And I heard that my dad and family are going out after the Zohor prayers which is around 2pm.
So as soon as I finished work, I called my bro to find out if they were out so that I could meet them at the place that they were at.
Sadly, he told me to go home first because there were going to be visitors.
Went home, and served the guests.
My eyes were nearly asleep at that point of time.
In the end, we only went out at around 7pm.
Neways, sorry Mardia I didn't go to your open house.

After visiting a few houses, we were supposed to head home.
The last house was located in Bedok.
But someone called my dad up about something.
So he had to go to SGH to attend to something serious I guess.
I don't mind that but then it was already midnight.
We were supposed to wait in the car.
It doesn't help that my fat(sorry to be direct) uncle was in the car with us!
It was so stuffy and heaty inside.
With my stepmum, younger sis, younger bro, me and my bro at the rear seats.
You had to be there to feel that frustration inside.
I was fuming mad!!
After about close to an hour then my dad came back.
Reached home close to 1.30am.

Really freaking pissed!

Neways, visiting Azrie later since I have not visited him since he was warded.
I feel kind of bad because others have visited him.

And oh yah. . .
That fat(sorry but the truth hurts) uncle I mentioned earlier happen to stay with us now.
He's divorced and my dad took him in(although they did have their differences) since he has nowhere to go.

Now, searching for privacy in that house is scarce.

I'm tired.
Just tired.

Somebody shoot me.

Hidanilson Outz. . .