moving foward

The eve of hari raya was spent mainly in the kitchen. It was a back-breaking, muscle-aching day as i weaved & cooked all 100 ketupats from mornin till noon & it din help that EVERYONE wanted to be in the kitchen that day. No, not to help me but to fix and paint the kitchen cabinets. It was really a mess. My entire house looked like it just came out from a war zone. But luckily we managed to clean up and put everything back in place by nite time. And my idiotic bro as usual will be doin' sthg crazy like placing candles on top of his bookshelves which set my mom screaming, so loud that it can be heard thruout e entire neighbourhood. hahha.. I guess he was in e Deepa-Raya mood but his bad history of almost burning e house down by candles when he was small didn't go too well wif my mom.