In which I ramble about Eid while eating yummy chicken. I wish my mom cooked like it was Eid everyday. Munches on chicken Then again, she'd be yelling at me 24/7 for no apparent reason everyday. Still, it would be worth it if I had awesome food all the time, right? Anwyays, I'm mostly going to be complaining and/or bragging about my awesome food. If you do decide to read this, sorry in advance.
~ An hour later ~
Oh. My. God. These kids are tearing up my room. This is why I do not like kids and will never consider teaching as a profession. Kids are evil. And crazy. And the aunties? They let their kids do whatever they feel like. I like the aunties and all, but they need to control their kids. They're driving me nuts. And I ate too much chicken so I'm not allowed to eat anymore. :( I is sad now. (Yes, I am aware that the previous sentence is not grammatically correct. I did that on purpose I can't wait till I get out of my house and go to the other neighbors' houses. At least I forced the kids to clean up a little bit.
Such a tiring day. All I will say is 5 hours of sleep is definitely not enough for me on Eid. In fact, I always sleep more than 5 hours. I am so tired. But first I have to pray and clear the junk off my bed and argh. So much work. If you read this, sorry, I know I complain a lot. Thank you for your patience.