happier at home

I don't know WTF is up with everyone throughout the entire journey to JB and back.Everyone seem to be angry and hostile and for some strange reason I seem to have a target painted on my forehead.That really sucks.I am so glad to be home.This is where my life is.

I am not at all a fan of Hari Raya and therefore I shall not be entertaining or visiting.I don't know if it's a Malay thing or it's just Malaysians.Year after year,they keep doing the same thing and year after year,things get so much worse than before.Dude,it's just Hari Raya.What's the rush?And I really don't understand people who'd come over and not leave.Don't they have some other places to go?

My brothers,my sister and I do not entertain kids below the age of 10 because we not only know them but we don't see why we should give them cash freely.I do not open the door to them nor anyone whom I do not know regardless if they have a baju raya on or not.

I am so happy to know that my cats and kitten and hamster are alive and well and crazy and weird as usual.Damn!Fei Mao was freaking out over a rag on the floor last week!WTF is wrong with that cat?!And today,she was at my room door.When I let her in,she was so shocked to see my sister behind the opened cupboard door and started freaking out like she's never seen her before.Kecik was starving.

A little misunderstanding happened while we were out of town.It really is annoying to have too many variables involved in one little favor.Glad that is solved.

I am so going out tomorrow morning.