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. junk food
. sour candy
. sweet chocolates
. animals
. day & night dreaming
. my fabulous father
. my gorgeous sister
. genuine people
. world peace
. a normal, if not happy, family
. for my mother to be her old self again
. for my sister to be successful all the way through
. for my father not to work so hard and to relax a little
. for myself not to be so pathetic in life
. everything ...
. abusers
. liars
. certain insects
. people who take me for granted
. people who make fun of me
. gossipers
. backstabbers
. betrayers
. rude and uncouth people
. hypocrites
. pretenders
. selfish, greedy & thoughtless people
Friday, March 12, 2010
Wake up. Wash up. Make bed. Go downstairs. Greet people. Eat. Do chores.
Pretty dull life huh? But then again what can I do? (laughs)
Anyway, dad, grandma and aunt Ivy were already home from their late breakfast by the time I was walking down the stairs.
I helped to unlock and opened the doors, and greeted them all.
Grandma must be in a mood to pick on somebody today though, because the moment she set her eyes on me, she started rattling off a string of words at me for not waking up earlier and doing my work and the like,
when in truth I actually already did wake earlier during the time when they were out eating.
Nevertheless, I have grown quite accustomed to my grandma's behavior. I delayed doing my chores because I wanted to wait for grandma to be home first, and THEN make sure she is sitting right there, looking at me menacingly, BEFORE I start on my housework. At least this way, I thought "OK NOW I AM DOING THE FREAKING CHORES DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF YOU SO DON'T COMPLAIN LATER AND ACCUSE ME OF BEING LAZY AND NOT LIFTING A FINGER IN THE HOUSE TO HELP"
Yes. I am angry. Pissed off rather. I know I shouldn't say that of my grandma, but at times I really can't help it. I have never understood why is it so difficult for my grandmother and me to get along, and I STILL do not understand even now. I do everything under the sun for her and tries my best to please her but still, not even an ooze of affection from her. I wanted so much to tell her right smack in the face, "DO YOU THINK YOUR OTHER GRANDCHILDREN WILL OBLIGINGLY DO THE THINGS I HAD DONE FOR YOU OR THE THINGS YOU REQUESTED? WHICH OF YOUR OTHER GRANDCHILDREN IS ACTUALLY LIVING UNDER THE SAME ROOF WITH YOU BESIDES ME? WHO ELSE WOULD WAIT ON YOU HAND AND FOOT 24/7? WHO ELSE COULD ENDURE YOUR NONSENSE IN THE PAST AND IN TIME TO COME?"
What the heck.
No matter how much our worlds are far apart from each other, she is still my grandmother. I definitely can't stay furious at her for long. Besides. She's getting older by the milliseconds. She won't be around on earth forever. I will just have to try and put aside our differences and to continue tolerating her, and to treasure her while she is still alive. Nobody is entirely good nor bad on this planet. Grandma had her good moments too, although just a little more sacred. I lose my cool easily when I'm being insulted because I seriously am tired of hearing all these. But overall--- my grandma will still be my grandma. (sighs heavily)
Okay, that felt better. Now let's move onto a happier note. (by the way, note to all my cousins who were reading this: no offense meant!! I know you would surely look after grandma too if given the chance. lol)
As usual, I took a bath after my chores and then followed my dad, uncle Eric, grandma and aunt Ivy out to dinner.
That cheered me up a little bit, because halfway through our dinner, there was this plate of 'Siput' (that's what uncle Eric told me.. He also added it's sort of related to cockles, whatever)
I tried to search for what's the meaning of Siput on the net, but to no avail.
Let me know if any one else of you had successfully found out or knew how to define 'Siput', thanks!! xD
Okay so, back to the story.
Grandma, dad and uncle Eric loves eating those Siputs. Aunt Ivy and I didn't touch them though. Not our favorite.
Then came the hilarious part:
Occasionally, when grandma failed to suck the flesh out of a Siput's shell, she would throw them aside and take another new one to try.
Then, uncle Eric found out and chided her for being so wasteful. So he immediately took grandma's tossed Siputs and began sucking on the shells very hard and using his handy-dandy lengthy toothpick to try and dig the flesh out. It was grandma's turn than to chide uncle Eric for "embarrassing" her in front of everyone. HAHAHA. They are SO unbelievably CUTE together. xD
First photo: the plate of Siputs, Second photo: grandma trying to suck the flesh out of a Siput with much difficulty and aunt Ivy laughing in the background,Third photo: uncle Eric determined to prove grandma wrong and began sucking the flesh out of her tossed shells as hard as possible, Fourth and final photo: uncle Eric, after failing to suck the flesh out of the shell, than proceeded to plan B. Using his stick to dig it out instead. LOL!
So after dinner, aunt Ivy wanted to go to an night market (Pasar Malam) again to buy something for her hair. Dad wanted to look for those roasted peanuts of his too, so we went to nearby one of our frequented restaurants (Keong Kee).
Because we knew the restaurant owner well, we can easily use one of their parking lots and only order drinks and a light snack just to be polite. xP
Then I asked dad if he could possibly lend me some cash for my own shopping, because I had left my wallet at home.
Dad smiled, gave me RM50 and told me to enjoy myself. =) seriously, there will be no one else in the universe like my father. He's tops and I am not saying this just because I asked for money and he willingly gave it to me. His fatherly love is immeasurable and I am glad I have him in my life, to make up for what my mother couldn't give. ♥
So I bought a beautiful purple blouse + 2 pieces of light blue and pink spaghetti tops, another pair of pants to replace for the one I couldn't wear the other time, and this funky grey colored shorts with ribbons for a belt.
Unfortunately I keep having an illusion that I might not be as fat as I think.
So I picked the 'M' size and when I got home to try the grey shorts on, you guessed it - I can't even button up. (-_-)
LOL my dad lar, keep asking me eat eat eat and so I kept putting on weight bit by bit.
The rest of me are okay though. It's just my stomach area that's packing on pounds like a spider spinning its web. =_=
Gotta start exercising soon.. Wish I wasn't so lazy in this part. XD
But then again, my hips and waistline are pretty wide too. So hopefully it's not "fat"........ Hahaha.
Soon, we had to hurry back from the Pasar Malam because it has started to drizzle. You wouldn't want to be caught in the rain at a night market!
Once home, I carried my things up to my room and then returned downstairs to find my dad.
I pushed an RM50 note into his hand.
Dad didn't want to accept it at first, he gave it for me to enjoy spending just now and I didn't have to repay him.
But I persisted until he finally took it back. ^^
I was only borrowing his money. Besides, having him around in my life is good enough. Money's not important. It definitely cannot buy me the kind of a loving father I have and cherish right now. =)
Okay, I need a rest.. Been writing for quite a while. xD
