These 4 days of Hari Raya celebrations are just Great. The days of being piled up with work, internet, work, internet-- the continously repeating routine that robs me off my time for relatives outings are really being replaced for these 4 precious days.

Aunty Lin's house is not the grandest looking or biggest sized ever, but it's the coziest when all relatives gather for family fun. Everyone's going on about their own activities -- daddy accompanying gonggong play mahjong with aunty lin, several aunts sit on the couch with my youngest cousin in the house, little man dik, squeezed in the middle and chortling endlessly whenever somebody plays with him, and they are just lazing around -- complaining about the bad surround system that poor Uncle the host was busy fiddling with to entertain his guests, grumbling about overeating because my oldest aunty is conjuring scrumptious snacks every now and then, and my popo just sit and smiles at everything. Even the dog of the family, fluffy Coco had fun waiting to pounce on little man dik and made him screamed with terror.

The children in the family were occupied with their cousins as well. In the game room (cuz bro's room), ps 2 haven is there. In the other room, it is just chilling out and gossip room. If only the tv in games room was facing the bed, i wouldnt leave that room so fast...im' just a lazy pig who wans to laze around while seeing ppl play games so alternatively, i slipped into the sheets of the gossip room's bed. MY cuz sis is one of the most generous host ever, while my 8 year old cuz sis and 10 year old fat cuz bro are wrecking her bed by jumping up and down, building so called powerful territories with her bolsters and pillows, all she did was growled at them. If it's me ah..i would have given them a whacking hahahahahaha im' just so evil.

As for me, i was holding a stack of marketing notes in my hands, which i found, im' Definitely the kind of person to study in silence. I need to read out loud. But my voice was drowned by Keong, my 16 year old cuz bro who looked macho on the outside but can can dance to Britney Spear's "Lucky" that had me screaming with luffter. My hostess cuz sis was lying down comfortably beside me as she filled me in secrets after secrets hehe. The background of Britney Spear's voice was enuf to drive me nuts....who wouldnt when it has been played from 1 0 clock to 6 o clock, over and over again. So i sat there, despaired and amused -- a mixture of feelings. Then the sound of crying can be heard as my little cuz sis's mouth was kicked hard by the fat little boy. Time to be babysitter.

I've nver felt So close to my cuz siblings for such a long time. No wait, i've always been close with them, but it's been such a long long time that i've been really letting loose and talk to them to my heart's content. I Wish i can bring them all to Perth. I wish...somehow a part of my family routine will accompany me during my down times in Perth...and of course i hope and wish that i will never feel real sad in Perth.

Yesterday morning, it was yam char session with relatives after a stiff argument with baby the previous night that had me walking up like a half zombie cuz i couldn't sleep a wink. I was all dressed up...well, more dressed up then usual and dressing up always boosts my confidence. We went to SS2 Tai Thong restaurant. Awful service. I've never seen people who said "Excuse Me" in a loud, harsh tone and bang their servings on the table. I couldnt control myself and i said, "Why SO RUDE!" i bet a few waiters' ears caught it. Even if they never heard, one look at my infuriated face will know im' not happy with their service. plus, i was half letting out my temper at their behavior ahaha. Then i spent the rest of the session pestering my 13 year old cuz bro about his gf. Thirteen and been pak tohing for 4 months. What is wrong with these kidssss?? in the new generation???? Too fast in their pace of maturing. Or maybe i was too darn slow. The girl called him "Hub" short for hubby summore.

Talkinga bout girls, i have enough of girls who manja guys for nothing. It's okay if ur really really close with the guy, and ur just fooling around, or that guy happens to be ur bf. Most of my pissy mood was toned down when it comes to noon where we returned to Aunty Lin's house. M cuz bro Keong took up my phone to call a girl from a random list. We asked him to put on the loudspeaker mode to prove how he normally talks to girls. We had nothing better to do ya. Flirtatious sui zai, he boasted to us non stop about his easy communications with girls. Yeayeayea hehee. Im proud la to have such a popular cuz bro. Me and my cuz sis were listening intently, fulfilling the kepohchi roles.

Random girl: Hello~~ (in a breathless, honey dripping voice)
Us: wah...(hushed)
Cuzbro: Guess who is this? (lousy pick up line)
Random girl: Huhhhh..(breathless)
Us: wah...(hushed)
Cuzbro: Guess la who is this
Random girl: Dunno wo....who is this?
Cuz bro: FIne la, just miss called me and now u tell me u duno...
Us: Waa...(i hate miss calls, it makes me get frantic and tot it's an emergency when it's either a prank or tat person is clinging onto his last few cents and not uploading it but Stil wan to ask for help for homework)
Random girl: WHo is this?? (a bit screechy now)
Cuz bro: never mind la..when u remmeber only u tell me.
Random girl: Tell now la...

I was thinking sensible people would have hung up at the second "guess who is this" to avoid idling away precious time with unknown nothing better to do strangers. If the person really intends to tell u who he is, he will. But well...i thought well this girl really wans to know so its okay untill..
Random girl: Tell laa tell laa tell laa~~ ngiyerrr.~~~

hahahaha....soooo dehhhh...to the extent even i felt a bit weak at that.

Then well..he told her and she started her natural weapon -- deh/manja. She dragged on and on with meaningless sentences. I was getting impatient because my credit in the phone is running and he ought to finish off the conversation by now. I made some impatient noise.

Cuzbro: O i gtg now, i'm using my cuz sis's phone and she's complaining...
Random girl: Yea..i know ler..since the beginning she oso complaining oledi..

waaaa if u know then u should have shaddup long time ago and stop whining laaaa....I made a growl and she actually managed to drag on for another 5 mins before i started scratching my cuz bro. Finally i exploded with something rude haha meant to aim at her. Finally, she was quiet. Then she asked my cuz bro wat was tat. My cuz bro, the smart guy said nothing la of course. But she unwillingly said bye finally. ohhoho...

Speaking about...whiny people...the recent phone calls from...so called frens are really getting my hair grey. I should have expected these phone calls, maybe, cuz the assignment due date is soon. THese so called frens are frequent customers, as carv will call it, who'll tok to you more during these "critical" times.

D: Ah...chip ah...how to do..ah pr..
Me: (a bit impatient in knowing it's her again) well..i really duno how to do
It's TRUE. I've never recieved any lessons on real pr writing. But at least i know how to study trad formats from study guides and online websites.
D: BUt no matter how...u'll still vomit it out wat...tell me laa
Me: When ur desperate tat time, see whether u'll vomit it out or not la..it's the same. I dont tell people wat to do when i'm not sure of the format myself.
D: Tell laa...u can vomit out wan...tell me when ur done
Me: How to tell u?? My methods and way of writing is not reliable.
(Carv analysed with me that I shouldnt' feel guilty for not spoonfeeding her with ideas cuz for goodness bloody sake, it is an Individual assignment.)

Ever since i was being plagiarized twice/ pride wounded/ felt used/ had to see my blood and sweat to be accredited for another person's grade in a row for this sem, i had learned to control my input of knowledge about common lessons into other ppl in the hard way. It is just not fair for you to share something so much that you end up being digged empty and leave nothing with just your original ideas when somebody else modify your ideas and blends in with his/her new inspirations for a wonderful essay. It is not about the selfishness of sharing knowledge. Believe me, i know what and how is sharing. It is about the stopping of the exploitation of vulnerability & basic self protection of your intellectual property.

Continued...
D: You will know laa..just msg me when ur done
Me: U go and read the newspapers la..it's the same
D: (losing her temper) You dont be so bad ah...i dont care, no matter what you have to msg me after u finish a line or a little bit or something
Me: ...

see...I can hear Phil Collin's "I see your trueeee colorsss..."