the outing.

saturday morning. woke up to the good girls go bad ringtone. i was half asleep talking to aunty A. she was telling me that she was coming to pick me up and meet aunty S. We were going out to Kl for last minute raya shopping. it wasnt for me actually it was for aunty A. since i didnt do any raya shopping. yes nada. i will not be spending raya in malaysia so there was no point actually. mama said. uncle Kas beeped and i walked out the door and got in the car. unc was doing his lame yet funny jokes in the car. shariff and nurhani was sleeping. shariff woke up crying. i think he had a bad dream and nurhani instantly woke up too. he was hungry so i fed him and nurhani asked if she could have some. and i asked her "u didnt puasa?" and she said "half day". i looked at the clock and it was only 12 pm. thats like skipping breakfast only. i didnt say anything to her. if i did she would get all soby and i didnt want to deal with that. aunty S picked us up and we were off to central market and petaling street. it was a tourist attraction but i was coolio. we looked around for souvenirs to give to the familia in england. mama never liked to go to these places. cause she hates crowded places. we walked around central market and i saw these batik sandals that looked oh so nice. but i didnt have money. :( we searched around and aunty A bought stuff. petaling street was tiring. there was so many branded fake goods. we walked from one end to the other. me and aunty A was so into the shopping stopping at every stall bargaining with the people. eventually i got a pretty good loewe handbag. aunty A felt sick so we stopped at this restaurant. and a pepsi cost RM 10 man. talk about expensive. it was actually a hotel. it wasnt even that nice of a hotel. after that tiring walk we extended our journey to jalan tunku abdul rahman. we went to get uncle's pants shortened, aunties curtains, and tudung for to match her baju raya at ariani. it was 6.15 when it was all done. and there was no time to send me home first so i followed them to buka puasa at rawang with the others. we buka puasa at hairol fitri's mum's delifrance. the homemade food tasted oh so fucking nice. the mum is such a wonderful cook. fitri is so lucky.

until next time,

xoxo illi.