i woke up at 7am today...very early in the morning..some of my friends are quite surprised that i woke up so early...i also don't know why???i slept at 2am last night..and woke up at 7am....is totally not me at all...if you know me,you'll know why...haha..kinda unbelievable..i don't know how long can i tahan now???i kept eating MENTOS which i bought it last night..in case i feel sleepy today....something pop up in my mind as i studied the stupid freaking HUBUNGAN ETNIK...konsep akulturasi......contoh di Malaysia,pemberian angpau oleh masyarakat CIna dan MElayu semasa hari perayaan...it makes me remember something that always in my mind..it was Hari Raya Puasa that day and we're planning to go back to my grandma house right after my dad visit his MALAY friend's house as he invited my dad for Raya celebration...my dad ask me to go with him..and i refuse it..as i was really tired that day..i slept at 4am and my dad wake me up at 9am to go yum char..i was so angry....really pissed of...but my dad force me to go with him and mommy....on the way to his friend's house...i was so moody and my face is like wanna kill someone to release my anger..i know is part of socialise thing...but that time i think is non of business also...what for???want me to go with them....i even argued with my dad because of this...and this was the part that i felt guilty of everytime i think of it...they are really nice,warm,friendly...as we reached his house...though my mood isn't good but i still smile at them...bla bla bla...and he keeps talk to me...and i really know what is he talking about???i 'm 13 that time...don't really watch or read the news except entertainment news....i felt it was boring watching those people sitting and reporting the news....or reads those article with so many words and it was small...not really interested...but now things changed....where am i going???back to the topic..where i stoppped just now??? oh...he seems like know i don't want come here..and i was force to come here...like he really knows....about what he said to me...i forgot ...as we leaving ..i am the first to go out the house....but he stopped me... i was frightened that moment...as i don't know what he's up to....but it proves that i was so wrong...he gave me an angpau which was the first time i received an angpau from a malays...and he told me to be happy and Selamat Hari Raya..that time,my tears almost want to come out from my eyes..but i hold it on...i felt so sorry to him....cause i talk very bad things about him....guilty..if i ever see him again...i just want to say...SORRY...he changed my opinion about Malays...