Sunday, January 30, 2011

Unfair Side Of Being Blood-Bonded

way back in the years before my existence was even contemplated (or even if it ever was but that's not part of the post), two of my elder cousins used to live with my parents as their parents were abroad. my parents took care of em like their own in the absence of my aunt and uncle.

or should i say, even better?

through flashback stories i learnt my mother decided one day to teach my dear cousin to drive. i'm sure they had driving schools back then, but i guess my mom wanted the american experience of teaching their own kids to drive. so off they went into the mini.

with no basic knowledge of driving, my cousin in the driver's seat of course. so the cousin sets the gear into reverse. releases clutch, presses down the accelerator and car reverses perfectly. till she panics when mom says to brake.

she floors the accelerator.

into a drain.

and my mom's reaction? she laughs. she laughs so hard she turns red as how i'd laugh when i find anything associated with cyndi lauper.

fast forward twenty years later, i'm sure mother wouldn't have laughed if i got her car into an accident.

wait. that's not what i wanted to blog. my point is, my mother taught my cousin to drive when the cousin was nowhere near the legal age to drive. ironically, my mother never let me turn the ignition when i was legal AND already taking driving lessons. she'd say wait till you get your licence. so you could figure how astounded i was when i heard this new bit of story.


"you all the real children. so maybe that's why she treat you differently", cousin tries to console me.

hmphhhh *double standards*

Friday, January 28, 2011

Last Night

i had the oddest dream last night. i had a dream that someone shaved off half my eyebrow away. and i had tried to go around life like everything was normal, sugar dandy fine as though nothing had happened. and in the dream, i succeeded.


if only life was as smooth sailing as dreams could be.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Don't Mess, I Am Yin Fire Wabbit

*taken from the sun*

"people born in the year of the rabbit often make ideal diplomats or politicians as they are imbued with grace, culture and beautiful manners. this makes them very hospitable and attentive people who take care of those around them.

although rabbit people get on well with everyone, at heart they are basically reserved creatures and are only really happy when they are engrossed in some sort of scholarly or intellectual activity.

most rabbit people harp on the importance of details, paying close attention to everything from colour, design and furniture to food and conversation. and only when they are sure that everything has been arranged as they wished, can they relax and have fun.

rabbit people often lead a conservative lifestyle with their security being their most important consideration. this quality of opting for safety over risk may cause them to miss good opportunities. but they do not thrive in a competitive or aggressive environment. they get anxious if forced to take risks and are unsettled by unpredictable situations.

however, rabbit people are sensitive to the world around them and can be sentimental and compassionate. they are easily moved by other people's personal problems.


rabbit people make great partners in relationships. being romantic, sweet and faithful, they never lack for suitors. however, they are in extreme need of trust, security and tenderness in a relationship and are really happy when they manage to create an intimate and relaxed atmosphere.

they expect their beloved to be on the same wavelengths as them and any hurtful or careless comment will lead them to withdraw into their shell and place serious doubts in their mind.

in spite of their devotion to their loved ones, rabbit people also demand alone time for themselves. sometimes, it takes time for them to find a partner but when they find their soulmate, their attachment is boundless.

the rabbit is compatible with the goat, boar and dog, less compatible with the rat, rabbit, dragon, ox, tiger, snake and monkey; and least compatible with the rooster and horse.


call them cautious or call them timid, rabbit people will undertake nothing before weighing all the pros and cons from every angle. that is probably why rabbit people do their work so well.

they are balanced in outlook and cautious in approach, and like to be informed of all the facts before making a judgement. they usually cannot bear the cut and thrust of business life, preferring work that is more methodical and reliable.

at times, they tend to be too conservative in their thinking but are gifted with a positive yet practical outlook that few can fault. they also have a talent to avoid trouble and identify opportunities.

but it important to remember that their creative talents come to the fore only when they are allowed to work at their own pace. so the ideal jobs for the rabbit people are for example, as a counsellor, barrister, judge, solicitor, adviser, or secretary.

as a rule, colleagues value the rabbit people's tact and modesty and the fact that they are unlikely to step over others to achieve their goals."

i don't really believe in horoscope readings, but i have to say a lot of it is true. i just won't be believing the "fortunes" of my year to come ;)

Sunday, January 23, 2011

All The Way Underwear

at the usual tea time hangout with the cousins and aunty.

aunty: you know your uncle only buys white coloured underwear.

me: what?!

aunty: ya. until now, he only buys white underwear. whether it's byford or crocodile, it must be white.

me: omg. i never buy white underwear.

cousin: uh huh. yours is like orange, and red, and green.

me: hehe yeaaa. striking green.

cousin: yup striking green. and the red also like wow from the other end of the road you see it hanging, you go "hey that's sharman's underwear!"

me: lol. omg uncle will die if he sees my underwear. the more crazy the colour, the more i'd buy it.

cousin: lucky your pants are black. if white pants the stewardess would say, "hey FO hari ni pakai warna hijau" and you would be wtf till you go and pee and realize you're wearing green underwear hahaha

the things we talk about sometimes, priceless.


who ever started the myth,
really just wanted to make you look like a fool
when they said
there's a treasure at the end of the rainbow.

there's no end if it's a circle.
stop living in a dream.

Friday, January 21, 2011

No Seating On Fences

i found this piece of writing few weeks back:

with friends,

there just needs no reason for the things we do.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

The Thing About Being Indian

one: you have way too much family. the other day at an aunt's place, a distant aunt came over with her family for a visit. so we sat over tea, ate, chatted, joked, story-told, then ate some more.

then the infamous indian goodbye. for those of you who don't know, the indian goodbye is when indians say goodbye to someone, but end up actually having more conversations than before. actual departure from the first goodbye, could take an average of half an hour. and this is me being conservatively nice. in that period of time, countless of goodbyes would be bade, but not a step taken towards the door. sometimes, participants head further away from the exit. in that period of time, suddenly there would be a tsunami of topics to be discussed. over and over again. recipes to be shared, numbers to be exchanged, address to be taken, who died, who did not die, family drama, etc etc. i guess standing up and talking would seem less rude and imposing to the host.

anyways, back to topic. after the whole tea-session and family reuniting, the distant aunt comes over to hug me goodbye, then says, "i don't think you even know me right?"

"aunty, i was at your daughter's wedding last year", i reply.


see. there's just too many of us to know everyone.


two: you get lame jokes.

asked by my uncle, do you know why the airplane takes off with the nose in the air? then he does a motion with his hand similar to a take off, fingers pointing to the air first.

so i say "no" because i've never learnt aerodynamics or about bernoulli's principle in my life.

uncle: because there's always more people in the economic seats in the back, then first-class customers in the front.

principle of flight 101 y'all!