Yes, it's Eid today. I woke up at nine-thirty in the morning, woke up alone at that. No one's at home. The boys went for prayers, mom's at work. And this is the only thing I could think of doing to kill time.

Still, not a very splendid start to the day. I half-woke up to the sound of the Takbir going on from the radio. It's never a nuinsance. For me, that's the only thing I look forward to for this day. And it gets me all emotional and reminds me of my late grandfather.

I don't know why but I'm always in this kind of mood during festivities. Be it Chirstmas or New Year's - you name it. What a buzzkill. I think it's like programmed in me or something. I am so sad.

And while I'm at it, I would write an apology here. But that would conflict with my believes. I think apologies have so much sentimental value in it, that if not done personally - it's not from your heart. I mean that's my opinion. No offence intended, that would be the last thing I want to happen today - wait, I wouldn't want to happen at all.

So I think it's due time, I go take my shower and get ready fast, before Dad go grizzlybear at me. Trust me, not a sight you want to see

Yes now, I'm back and about to blog for real. Recent blogs have been too random.

So here it goes..

Early this week, I can't remember if it was a Monday or a Tuesday. I almost went to school without taking my shower. Cause, the pipe burst. My kid brother announced to the whole family, and he said this to me. "Kakak, besok kakak gi skola tk ya mandi tau." then, I gave him this expression that I don't get him. "paip bocor la, camne nk mandi." And by that time I was panicking, I had thoughts of not going to school just because I wasn't going to get a shower in the morning. Yes, I actually contemplated on that thought.

There's water though, but it was running on really little. So we showered the kampung style for that one day. And I'd have to say it was quite refreshing. In a sense that the water was superbly cold, which woke me up from my after-sleep daze. Plus, it saves a ton of water too.

And today. Talk about today. I'd never thought I'd meet a gentlement in my life ever. Until today. He actually would ask a random stranger-me beside him if I wanted the seat. Well, not verbally but actions speaks louder than words right ? I turned to him, so surprised that I was speechless. So I did the polite thing, gave that seat to ones that need it more. And speaking about that - I get back to that later.

So when the elderly couple left, he still he still did the same thing(I think.) But whatever, I really thought, I was dragged back to the 18th century where you could see gentlements everywhere. Of course, in also it can't possibly be true, cause in the 18th century there aren't any MRT.

And back to the elderly topic. I don't get why, when I offer a seat to an old man or woman, they would politely decline, when I know they want to sit. I mean it's not any burden to me and you shouldn't feel bad. Cause if you feel bad, I feel bad. But I for one, would not offer a seat to "elderly" people, who has the energy to dash to the MRT. If they have stamina to run, they have the energy to stand.

That's all I guess. I know maybe today, I over-blabbed. But whatever, all or nothing.