"So let go, jump in, what you're waiting for..."

I have cigarette butt scars on both hands.

              One from yesterday. I didn't even realise it till it came in contact with water.

Met up with the sakura people and only went to bed at 5 in the morning.

Razak's like in the same situation as me, so the shirt business really has to work.

I don't know if I'm being naive or silly or maybe just plain stubborn.

I still feel it'll work despite all the facts that Alvin laid out for me.

See, I'll only learn my lesson when I fall flat in my face.

Azmin was asking me yesterday if I felt left out and all.

Well, to a certain extent but they were doing their best to converse in english.

Honestly, I'm used to it lar.

All my life, I surround myself with malays.

Primary school : I had no 'friends' during mother tongue lessons. I'm dead serious. I mean c'mon. Even Mariya from russia took malay.

Secondary school : I joined a CCA dominated by malays. And I dedicated many3 hours to it. Like how we stayed in school till 12 just to finish editing the videos.

My favourite teacher IS a malay.

Nuff said.

Well. tomorrow's Raya.

And I'm upset at the fact that Rashid and Natasha aren't allowed to go this year thanks to their father. I understand my aunt's intention. She doesn't want her kids to be forced into acknowledging their stepmother and step siblings.

But they fasted a whole month, the very least, they should go Raya what.

I'm not in a position to do anything, so I'm secretly hoping Sarah will bring them along when she does go visiting.

They are REALLY losing their roots