Day before yesterday, Sunday, Dad decided to become the world's best host for a steamboat dinner, which means many many uncles and an over enthusiastic auntie, enticing aroma and blinding steam of boiling seafood, the glare of the telly of a soccer match with the occasional 'GOAL!' and 'SAYANG LA' (wasted!), alcohol, smokes and even a a mini gambling den in my living room. God you should see the stacks of fifties on the table usually cluttered with little whatnots.
I was telling the brother, here's when our smoking finally comes of good in the family, Dad felt no guilt at all engulfing our little humble abode in smokes and liquor since WE smoke and drink like nobody's business anyway. -_- Like, when Kenny (the guy manning our handphone shop) went out to smoke, see consideration for peoples' children, people) went outta the house to smoke, and my brother after he finished dinner, Dad shooed them in, like HEY YOU CAN SMOKE IN THE HOUSE!
But Mom was being sucha snob, she refused to allow the brother to take off his shirt cos of his tattoos which was so, hello woman! You've accepted ours so hey why not embrace our coolness (foolishness of youth, actually) and not be embarrased of what's already permanently etched on the body. Then the silly woman who can't hold her liquor started chilling in her room denying her OBVIOUS sehness and refuted my concern and teachings of medicated oil with a 'I'm emo-ing (she used the term gek-sim) over you kids sigh'. Love my mom she's so sweet and so cute though. Couple of days ago I was making fun of her hitting the big 40 this year and she gave me a big grin and told me she feels so young like 20 at heart and stuff.
And the brother decided to invite Xxiang and Pui over, and we ktved then gossiped the night away. It was bright eight when the cousin fell asleep and the boys left.
Was pretty grumpy and too lethargic to go out, but I felt guilty for being sucha total sloth so I changed and went out with the boyfriend for dinner.
And decided last minute to join the rabbits (Sis and Calv, short form from now onwards okay ^^) for dinner cos we couldn't make up our minds what to eat as usual. I'm so indecisive I swear I'll never get to ever naming my future child or even deciding what to feed it, vegetable or meat or fish porridge in the years to come.
Got psychoed (more like forced with tantrums of guess who) into a movie at Marina Square. Death Note was good. The mastery of weaving and manipulating, oohlala.
It's so nice to be able to not dress up not slap on any make up and have my boyfriend kiss me and tell me you're so pretty baby hehehe even tho I'm sure he was trying to direct me away from some annoying thing or other that he did or said.
And it's sweet that he can still make my heart skip a couple of beats and making me think wow so handsome!! when he was standing outside my door with this shy expression I don't know where that came from and his hair done a lil different from usual.
We made it through the first month, and here's to the many months to come. Love (:
Now for the blood to come and to hit the beds.
Goodnight world.
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