had a wonderful lunch. chicken rice with an extremely sweet and spicy sauce (love it!), served by an english-speaking muslim, and she's 26 years old when i asked. but i swear to god she looks younger than me.
and today is the first day of Hari Raya Aidilfitri. however, not a single bit of such atmosphere in bangkok. even the muslims didn't take a holiday, the people at the food stall. maybe they didn't know its existence.
waiting for pictures from my family and hanna tan. or anyone else wanna tease me with their hari raya photos?
in the meantime, my 6233 or my camera & mp3, only last 2 hours after a full charging. perhaps the battery life is depleting fast. so i can't take picture that often, until i find a replacement.
awfully sad for missing hari raya. i wonder what they're doing now. probably they're already at my grandmother's place.
we hold in our heart the sword and the faith
swell up from the rain, clouds move like a wraith
well after all, we'll lie another day
and through it all, we'll find some other way
to carry on through cartilage and fluid
and did you come to stare or wash away the blood
well tonight, will it ever come
spend the rest of your day rocking out
just for the dead.
so long not goodnight.
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