My baju raya on the first day.
SOOOOOO cute ryte?
The ribbon reminds my male cousin of "Pin the donkey."
o_O
but I don't care.

The first day of Raya was the same as every other year.
Just different clothes.
Different decoration for the house.
I have no idea why this year, I thought of my dad alot.
Thinking about my dad wasn't a good thing.
It made me think about how he just threw us out of his life like garbage and how easy it was for him to throw away his own flesh and blood so that he could start a new life.
I have friends who lost their dad because they passed away.
But I can tell you that losing them like that is much much easier than losing a dad like how I did. Your dad did not choose to leave. Mine did.
He CHOSE to leave us.
He left and I've never heard from him since.
and to think that I have to look for him when I'm about to be married is crazy!
Why? Why should I find someone who has abandoned us out of his free will?
why? why? why? oh god why???
*shrugs*
Truthfully? Having his blood in my veins make me hate myself sometimes.
:(

anyhoooos...... enough with the sad sob story...
( I cut my fringe on my own and now my hair is all ugly! Pfft.)
The second day of Raya.. all of us wore white!
Tell me my sisters and I look alike!
:)
I'm not the sweet demure and act all lady-like type of girl.
So in just an hour of wearing the baju, I had Ayam Masak Merah stains on my sleeves.
Tsktsktsk.
Kesiaaaaaannn...

The Fasting month flew by in a blink of an eye and then Raya came...
so fast right??
:(
I wish Ramadan stayed a little bit longer..
but Happy Hari Raya everybody!
Nurul would like to take this opportunity to apologise for all the things I've done and said that might have hurt everyone, anyone this past year.
I'm not perfect.
halalkan makan minum ye?
maaf zahir dan batin, truly from the heart.
*blows kisses*
love you!
ok bye.