Scenerio: Cousin's wedding

Friday, 13th Oct '06

Arrive time, 0830AM. Slack+Sleep till 1500PM. Went out with my mom, her sister and sister's kids (6 lil girls) for shopping. Came back at about 1700PM. Slack+Sleep till 1800PM. Small dinner gathering amongst the relatives and the groom. Problem with a lump of ice for cooling soft drinks and beer (Carlsberg). Boringly chipping off ice pack with a simple metal spoon when they could not
think of anything.

Stares at Carlsberg.

Me: "..........."

Picks it up.

Me: "............"

Throws it back in. Continues chipping off ice. Dips left hand into ice water. Hand numb. Pull it out. Pokes. Continues chipping off ice. Dips left hand in again. Hand numb. Pokes. Right hand in. Hand numb. Pokes. Continue chipping ice.

After that, I had a 'decent' chat with my mother. I told her about buying the bike next week. She asked under whose name. I said mine. And she said isn't my brother willing to sign up as first-rider, I was like 'Har, how I know?'. Brother didn't really want me for bike riding but mom said if it's my will, no point forcing me not to take it. Then my brother asked if he gets a chance to ride it too. =_= After that, the conversation went to the point...

Me: "...For car, wait till I get a husband to get one
for me."

"You make your own decision I won't interfere. But I want you to know what you are doing."

Me: "eheh."

"At your age now, you should be finding a guy that can support you and not the other way round."

Me: "eheh."

"And you should behave yourself even if you are couples. I have had seen it with my own eyes that you two walked together."

Me: "eheh."

"And he should come and visit our house often and communicate instead of staying outside."

".......I know when to keep to my limits."

"I hope you do and...(blah blah blah)"

Me walks off to the toilet. Come back.

"...(blah blah blah)."

Me walks off to toilet again. Come back.

Me: "The groom is hogging the toilet."


Saturday, 14th Oct '06

Woke up at 0800AM after a couple loud horn coming from a car (driving pass). Went downstairs to clean up. Waited for the bathroom from a long queue of people wanting to bath. Showered and slacked again. Heard the arrival of the groom who has successfully somehow burned his pocket and fetched his bride. Relatives showered the place and more servings coming. Eat, slack, sleep, watch TV, eat, slack, sleep, watch TV. Prepared myself at 1130AM to go for the wedding dinner. Wore my punk outfit. Shocked my aunties. Went for wedding dinner, got shifted/pushed around three tables because of kids dominant. Kids ruled the KTV.
Ate alot.

Watches the people peeling off prawn shells. Eats the entire prawn with the shells. Chomp chomp everything.

Done with dinner at 1600PM, went back to granny's home. Mom detest going to Holiday Plaza at this hour especially when brother is driving Singapore car and might have the potential to be robbed. Decides to move off tomorrow morning. I gave up, don't want to go. Go home straight at 1800PM. Halfway on the road a loud bang.

Mom: "....What's that sound?"

Me: "Car tire punctured."

Bro: "No lar.. Can't be."

Me: "Car tire punctured. Left front tyre."

Mom: "I think you better stop and take a look."

Car stops. Brother gets down. Mother opened door and looked down.

Mom: "Yar, car tire punctured."

Bro: "No lar, cannot be."

Brother looked. Kept quiet. And went to get spare wheel from boot. Both ladies watched him change the tire sweating. After approximately 30 minutes, tire changed, continue journey. Moving off to a road swirl, brother swirl off track near the grass.

*thinks back* Brother drank many glasses of beer.

He managed to juggle back on track to the expressway and to the custom. Saw red sun covered by thick fog from Indonesia. Snapped a photo and THERE. Reached home at 2000PM. Journal entry completed at 2300PM.


Time to nap.