Sleepyhead In Surrey

How bad can it get, eh, celebrating Eidulfitri in the class? Oh, believe me, it can get pretty ugly. First of all, the folks at home are celebrating it earlier than us. Second of all, you have to stay up to call the folks back home to wish them well. Third of all, you have to listen to the cheers and laughters in the background while you concentrate on your mother listing down the yummy dishes that she'd prepared for the glorious day. Fourth of all, and this is the worst, you fail to contain the tears that are welling in you eyes. And you end up bawling you eyes out wishing to go back home. Then, you get asked by you foreign classmates why the heck are you wearing that weird dress (we call it baju kurung, not dress you daft!).

Oh, well. At least I'll have something to look forward to this weekend. Our own private party! Oh here comes the soto ayam. Oh there goes the rendang daging. Oh there I smell lontong. Kih Kih.

Posted in: on December 22, 2003 at at 1:13:00 AM