forgotten season

Friday, May 30, 2008 @ 3:10 AM

PHEW.
change of plans=(
now currently at my fourth aunt's house in johor bahru=))
ok lar quite shiok got wii, computer and all the high-tech stuffies.
just that i'm feeling miserable.
coz i have to wait til like tomorrow afternoon or evening to see roti again=((
i'm seriously in love with roti<3333
my cousins (fourth aunt's children) says he's big and up to their waist.
we'll see about that=)
i took alot of zilian pictures of myself=P
lol.
posting them at friendster, my home computer got problem cannot post pics on blog.
sad case lehss.
it's like, puh-lease.
I WANT TO SEE DARLING ROTI LIKE RIGHT NOW!!!!
that's the whole point of coming to malaysia=)
to see roti, learn to ride a motorbike, cut my hair and visit my granny and relatives=))
yeah.
so here's the family tree (sort of):
i have six aunts and six uncles, but my granny has 13 children.
why??
an easy brain teaser:
answer: cuz my mom is my granny's child too, and she's my mom, not my aunt.
=.='
THAT'S LIKE SOOO 'LENG''....
yeah.
so my mom's the eldest among the seven sisters.
my mom's 35//36 years old, and the age decreases by 2 for every aunt that i have.
somehow, my youngest aunt is 19//20 years old this year.
my uncles: (my mom's the overall third kid coz she has two elder bros)
six of them.
eldest one about 40//41//42 years old??
youngest one only 15//16 years old.
when i was young i thought my youngest uncle was my cousin, cuz i thought uncles and aunties were supposed to be yonks and yonks older then me=)
that was my young thinking what=)))
yeah.
my granny's like 56//57//58 years old this year(not so sure but i'm sure is 50++)
my grandpa, well, he's well watching over us in heaven=))
i have this really deep memory of my grandpa knowing i loved lollipops from young, and cuz my granny's backyard has coconut trees that are from yonks and yonks ago, he climbed up a coconut tree and got down a lollipop for me!!
so sweet rite?
i could almost be sure it wasn't a dream, but who knows.
i have stm what=))
i miss my grandpa.
he was always giving me treats when i was so young.
my grandpa sold salted eggs (for clever people translate to chinese), 'mai xian ya dan' when i was 4.
the sad thing was, every one attended his funeral except me.
I FEL SO LOUSY ABOUT THAT.
BUT IT WASN'T MY FAULT.
it was cuz i used to have asthma, and there were dogs at my granny's and dog fur made me have a good wheezy-asthmatic attack=P
so when my grandpa had his funeral and burial, i didn't go.
cuz my overprotective parents kept me in singapore while they went with my sis.
=P
ok gtg now.
bye=)

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