woke up late on diwali morning, so late that i just got outta bed when the guests started to arrive.
thankfully it was only my couz, aunt and unc; second family to me, so no biggie.
the rest of the day was a blur of travelling, food, greetings, more food, getting bored, more travelling and more food.
i was so tired when i got back (not to mention full), but i still had to study. (so sue me, i'm a nerd)
damn the a levels.

this holiday, like many i've experienced, has lost its appeal.
its the same old bullshit every single year.
same people, same food, same stuff that we do, same nonsense that people talk about... its infuriating. its no different from any other outings i have with my extended family.
something fun should happen, something extra to spice this bland holiday. dont ask me what, my creativity level stops right there ladies and gentlemen.

its like national day. no matter how hard the organisers try to spice it up and make it different, it hardly ever is.
same songs, same cooky dance steps, same layout, same stunts...
same. same. same.
it just a different theme each year but the stuff as just reused.
and to further emphasise the illusion of difference, we have the organisers themselves going up in front of cameras giving us useless information about props, the number of people involved and backstage crap.

i need spice in my life.