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huat ah !!
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okay so its that time of the year again.
no, don't get me wrong . i actually look forward to the chinese new year , not only for the monetary gains but also i love mingling with relatives whom i only get to see once a year and we all know that such visits are a dying tradition because i'm pretty damn sure that the "ang moh pai" people from my generation will ensure the death of chinese new year.
anyway.
no visiting this year due to the recent passing of my gramps so its really quite a sombre new year for all of us. iwore pink earrings yesterday and i got lambasted for it because we're not allowed to wear anything that reeks even vaguely of prosperity. so here i am at my cousin's place dressed in a black dress.
visited my mother's yesterday and i totally hated her high-and-mighty folks.
there was this uncle who enquired about my educational status all of a sudden. i didn't want to say that i'm a private school student so i just shrugged and told him i was a struggling writer.
and then i saw him snigger.
without asking , he went on in a matter-of-factly tone
"oh.. and this is my daughter.. she's studying in SCGS.. and this is my son , he's in RJC .."
i smiled politely and my condescending alter ego couldnt resist
"oh yeah.. charmed i'm sure."
his son looked like someone who spends his time gawking at his monitor while jerking off to hentai. and he wipes his nose on his sleeves. and he doesn't shave. and he wore a PureMilk polo shirt.
the other few cousins present at the gambling table all spoke in an awkward accent and it felt as it they were trying to outdo each other from the way they gambled.
i'm glad there isn't any competition between my own cousins.
my mom wasn't any better. i felt like a display item on exhibit as she put me on parade and went around asking her relatives shamelessly
"meet my daughter ! isn't she such a leng loi ( pretty girl ) ??"
what the fuck mom?!!
as you all know my mom's divorced ( and very much estranged ) from my dad so her relatives only get to see me like once every two years or so. i don't blame her enthusiasm to show me off but damn ! she ought to learn the art of discretion.
i honestly wonder if my mom , being the superficial person that she is , would even bother to ask me there if i looked like a troll.
the relatives were nice enough to hide their disdain and it was pretty obvious that they didn't feel that i was the miss universe my mom made me out to be with their replies
"wah your daughter ah.. she is so.. tall."
"wah your daughter ah.. she is so.. erm.. wow you two could pass off as sisters !"
"wah your daughter ah.. she is so.. tall."
"wah your daughter ah... so tall !"
trust me , when someone comments about your height , they're just trying to be polite because they can't find any other kind of merit on you.
the saddest part about it all is , i'm not even tall.
and i think my mom's husband is quite a teeko pek.
i don't know if he meant well or otherwise when his gaze fixated on my chest ( i was wearing a tube top )
"do you get guys looking at you all the time when you dress like that?"
i almost choked on my drink and shook my head violently and excused myself from the gambling table. wtf man.
the only cousin whom i found cute ...
he's a married man.
*tears at her hair*
okay time for more gobbling at the dinner table.
