My parents and I went shopping at Pekan Rabu, Alor Star this afternoon. Well, we don't think that we manage to prepare "kuih siput" and cakes like we always do every year so we just buy all that we could. My parents are so busy at work and I don't know how to make cakes, but I copied a "kek batik" recipe from Diba. And this will be the fifth year that our family cannot go back to our hometown, Kelantan Darul Naim.
Moral of the story is, do not work with Royal Malaysian Police Force like my parents, because their "cuti asyik dibekukan je!!!". I know that they are duty-bounded but please consider their holidays as well. It has been a 5 fricking years you know, can you imagine?
And when the DJ is playing a "Hari Raya" song on the radio, I just don't care anymore. I seriously miss my grandma's "nasi dagang", and my uncle will prepare satay and "nasi himpit" on the first day of Syawal. Oh my God, I am going to miss all of that again this year.