2nd August, the date that I have been waiting for too long since I got enrolled here. At last, I can finally go home! Wuhuu.
But, the real moment that I really set my foot on my own
house is on 4th August. Why? Hmm...let's say that I didn't get the ticket for
home, and I have to stay overnight at my uncle's house in Kuantan.
Serves me right.
Oh, forget to be mention, as I stayed there, I did a thing that I have been longing to do. What is it? Baking! (What the?!) Truthfully, I'm bad with it. It seems that my hands doesn't have 'ong' in baking.
Are you curious about the word 'ong'? I'm sure you knew, because we Malaysian! Okay, I still want to elaborate on it. 'Ong' simply means by that doesn't have luck on something. Yeah, just like I said earlier.
As I mentioned before, I do baking. But it is not me who made the dough or what; my aunt does that. My job was just watched over the oven and put the cream and toppings. The simplest job ever (in baking life). What works that I can do except this? I might ruined everything. Even so, it's worth a try.
Yeah, maybe after this I try to make one? It's not impossible, but I know it costs me a lot if it doesn't worked out. Erk.
Okay then, let's end here. Need to sleep.
Assalamualaikum
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