my busiest hari raya

to me, Hari Raya doesnt sound anything to me..
it's just another normal public holidays for me, coz i'm not interested at
those buka puasa thingy, but maybe, their delicious delicacy might sound at
least something to me..haha
whenever u think of those kuih kuih which were made by tonnes of sugar and
coconut(which's hard to be digested),
u wont feel like eatin any..
whenever Hari Raya approached,
i might either stay at home or out for shopping with my family.
i seldom got to have the chance to celebrate with my malay friends..
but last year,
i got to know a malay-arabian girl in KBU coll and she's
jolly coll-mate. we entertained each other and in the end,
we failed all our subjects in the final..haha..what a good pair..
well, what i want to say is just that,
she invited me to her HariRaya open house and i did feel good..
that was the first experience for me to be invited by my other race friends
to join their open house..
however,
the mattress' which r made of cow's skin and sheep's skin relle made me feel disgusted..
even their sofas' r made of tiger skin!what the..
i cant imagine myself stayin in a house which is filled with dead
animals' left behind..ewhh..
i stayed in her room for the whole morning,
until the open house started, only i feel happier A BIT..hah hah
when i stared at those food,
i was soo soo soo disappointed...
all were beef rendang, chicken organs rendang...allah,tolonglah..
when she noticed my expression,
only she realised i'm a 80% vegetarian!
no beef,no pork,no duck,no lamb,that's me.
so that day i took 30 hard-boiled eggs instead.
well, as for this year,
i did something really meaningful.
an buddhist organization set up a kids' 1-day camp and
i went to the temple to help out..
the camp was held on sunday but every1 of us went back to the temple
to have a meeting and prepare for the next day as well..
i cut out 60 pairs of feet and hands from manila cards and stick em'
onto the ground..
then gotta measure the length between the shapes,
checking whether the kids are able to cross from here to there and there to there and there to there and there to there and !(*&%$#@@^&*())_.....
the night while we're supposed to have meeting,
every1 was late,due to the heavy rain(their lame excuse),
so 1 of the teachers began to scare us with some of his ghost-tales..
and it worked..
it was raining cats and dogs outside and
the thunderstorm kept bomming non-stop,
with all these kinds of accompaniment,
it relle freaks us out, especially me!
coz i was the only 1 that will be driving home alone!
this cant be any scarier if suddenly something floating in the air and knock on my door,
or seeing something reflecting in the car mirror?!
so as for my own very safety and prevent all these to happen,
i ask my teachers to drive in front of me and i commanded them
to keep looking behind if i was still driving or something has happened...ahahah
what a coward..