Can I Scream?

Posted on by Jolene
Barry told me my blog was dull.

 

I am so going to spice it up. I’ve spent hours online trying to get the perfect midi (I’ve settled on Brandy’s The Boy Is Mine), uploading the beautiful images of Douglas Lim and Carlos Ng..in vain and am still trying to learn how to change the background colour. But I have settled for the templates that they have. Whatever. 

With my new obsession, I only climbed into the warm sheets at approximately 5.10am yesterday.
 

If it wasn’t for esther, I would not have to wake up in the middle of the night (1 o’clock in the afternoon) today. I nearly received an earful of “JO!! TURN OFF YOUR STUPID ALARM!!” and a little of “JOLENE!! WAKE UP IT’S 11AM”. MY dad can’t stand my alarms.(Yep, one alarm, one handphone). Nokia, they have the worst kind.
 

The family and I were invited over for a Hari Raya visit by the Malay family next door. These people have been living for nearly two years..(through the times when we were thinking that they were actually extreme arrogant human beings and there they were thinking that grandma was actually our foreign maid[they dare not predict the nationality]. Grandma says that she is quarter Burmese or summat. Great granddad was a former lover of the Queen of Siam or summat. Always claimed that she was this close to being a princess as when her dad passed away, the queen wanted to capture her and bring her back to the palace so that she could see her lover in my grandma’s face everyday. Okay. But I don’t think Alzheimer’s  strikes someone at 65?)  

As we walked into the house, the brother and I reminisce about 1995. 8 years ago there was this Persian man who lived there with his Indian wife. They had a niece who comes over during the weekend. 6-year-old Mervyn would often be chased around the house and then pinned to the ground for a good one sided make out session by the little Punjabi girl. My memories of her was staying over at her aunt’s place with her and got really hungry together in the middle of the night and found a packet of uncooked spaghetti on the bedside table(whatever were they doing in a bedroom in the first place) and had a nice time making little stick-cum-spaghetti human beings while munching on some overselves.

Back to the Malay family, they are actually quite nice people! A whole family of teachers. Plus they are all teaching in the same university. They have a son who reminds me of my tuition mate, Zul. This guy’s quite friendly and not bad looking. Now why haven’t I seen him around before? Guys like these are hard to come by especially among my dad’s friends’ sprogs. I mean I’ve seen a fair amount of teenage boys who are sons of family friends who carries the usual baggage of teenage angst or rather the Nicholas Chan Shyness Syndrome. 

Spent the next part of the afternoon by dropping my aunty off to Assunta Hospital to have her breast augmentation. She had breast cancer last year that’s why. I journeyed through the air-condition-less corridors and tried to make it feel a big deal that this was where I lived my first days. I was born in Assunta Hospital! Apparently the doctor who delivered me was still working at the hospital. I don’t suppose I’d get a “Wah!! Big girl already ah!” from him if I see him? 

Really regret renting so many tvb series. I couldn’t finish them and they were due tomorrow. *SOB*

I was at Tai Thong just now having dinner and suddenly my handphone rang. “Hello Jolene! You wouldn’t believe this,”.. Yes.. did I win something again?? “This is Vanitha!”.. *Lil’ bit of history: Classmate of mine in standard 2 and standard 3*.. “Oh hey Vanitha! Wassap?” “Um, I was just wondering ah, If I could come and see what spm books you have?”, there I was posting my ad online (I stacked up my books and took pictures of them and sent them out to all those whom I think may be interested in purchasing them) and here comes an old friend whom I have no email address of. How can I make money this way? Would it be right to still charge her? 🙁

Had some fun with my new hair straightener/crimpler/curler..(It’s a six-in-one!). I tried out the goldilocks style.(Ringlets). All I can say is that thank god I’ve got a straightener in it too.

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