I honestly think my relatives should stop taking advantage of my father's generosity for their own good.

Hanging out with my lovely mother at Northpoint on a lazy afternoon, with Nazurah to keep us company.

Followed by a mandatory but unexpected dinner with papa on the night of their anniversary.

The number of times my family had been mistaken for Indonesians (a handful of time, Malaysians) when we go shopping were quite a plenty. Probably due to the way we dress, by that I meant my mother's interesting mix & match of her clothes with her shawls or Phat's fierce dressing statement. Or perhaps our facial features. Or maybe just a different reason altogether. Nonetheless, we get flattered really but at the same time it implies that those working on the customer service line choose to believe that Malay/Muslim Singaporeans are not worthy of or not capable of spending hundreds or thousands of dollars on their goods. My point is, they should stop looking down on us in general.

On a another note, tomorrow marks the 9th & 10th Muharram. Also known as Hari Asyurah. I will be bringing my mum & embah to spend the evening at Masjid Sultan. The question is, do i have the willpower to fast for the next two days?

Whoever fasts on this day is like one who fasts all his life.

How's life? Tell me how's your family.

At WW, one chilly night. With snacks from home, including Want Want, carrot cake & mee goreng. while we enjoy the cool sea breeze.

A hyperactive Nazurah.

Wedding at the void deck. I'm not sure which neighbor of mine got married though. Passable deco but extremely good food! Their appetizers, main course & desserts were worth a second helping.

Spontaneous shopping trip with papa who called home at eleven in the morning to inform us that he would be waiting at ION as he managed to get a few hours off work. Too bad Seri was away at ECP, having to spend the night there for a meteor shower camp held by her school in order to gain CE points. (I have no idea what that is but apparently RP students have to collect a certain amount of points as a prerequisite for them to graduate.) Back to papa, he's on a ten day work week & was blessed to be given some time off to meet my mum since it's their twenty-third wedding anniversary as of 13th Dec 2010.

I told Khidhir to snap a picture of us with the christmas tree in the background but clearly he did not get the message.

Counting down to my family trip in less than two weeks time!

I was already tucked in bed with the covers ten minutes before twelve, fiddling with my touch when my mum and brother entered the room with the pie (with Phat who was pretending to be sleeping beside me) singing the birthday song in harmony. So pardon my bed face/hair.

Should i be envious of everyone else's achievements? Or should i learn to accept that i'm just an average (or below average) individual? I have just turned twenty-two two days ago and in retrospect, i honestly couldn't see myself being proud of anything that i've ever done. So what's the point of imagining what lies ahead of me? My future?

I'm on the usual depressed pre-exams mode.

Twenty ♥ two

I had no doubt one of the incredible traditional midnight celebration with my family at home last night. A mixed berry pie in replacement of a cake, complete with two big and small candles each. The photos are in my mum's iPhone and I'll be sure to get them from her soon so that i can share it with you lovelies.

On another note, i kind of skipped school today just so i can spend the day doing whatever it is i want. I thought i deserve the luxury of lounging about in the company of my love ones without having to think about the mocks.

Bedazzled.

Thanks for everything today sweetheart, especially for the bag full of chocolate cupcakes (with white icing & spells out 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY NILAM ASRA", hence there were twenty-two cupcakes in all) which you lovingly baked from scratch. You know i can't wait for the twelfth!

Once again, thank you my dearest friends for the birthday wishes left on my fb wall. Honestly, i quite like scrolling down to every single wish & read them all over again. My twenty-second was nothing short of amazing!

I've mentioned this on twitter then on fb & here i go again -

I'd go back to December all the time.