I had the most embarrassing moment in class today. We were talking about the many topics that we can select for our presentation which is in two weeks. Then my lecturer mentioned something about mooncake. She said what's the story behind it or something like that. I immediately replied to her saying I know nothing about it. She looked at me and said 'bangsa kamu sendiri pun tak tau cerita pasal mooncake'. I was stunned because first, she talked to me in Malay. She rarely talks Malay in class. Second, wtf? I thought it was clear to her that I was Malay. I mean we have to introduced ourselves in class. She didn't believed me when I told her I was Malay. Even asked for my name. Sheesshhh. Malu betul! Everyone laughed at me!

Anyway this year Raya sucks. As I mentioned before both my Maktok and Atuk passed away this year which means I have no grandparents. I wish that my grandparents from both side was still alive. I totally missed balik kampung even though the long distance journey sucks. I always get headaches or feel dizzy in the car unless I'm the one driving. I missed the feeling of the real Hari Raya where one day before Raya everyone has their own duty whether to cook, potong all the necessary stuff to make all the delicious food, cleaning up the house, etc. We fight, we laugh, we gossip, we cried. Funny how sometimes you didn't really missed any of this. Not until they are gone. *sigh*