Yesterday was crazy, literally. There was so much going on in my family, even I couldn't keep up. Well, yesterday, my granduncle held a BBQ at my auntie's house because we were all helping out at his daughter's wedding in June. My parents went there first thing in the morning to help out but me and my brother would go there at around noon. My other brother was still hibernating.
So, noon arrived and we took a bus to my aunt's house and that bus ride was the most terrible journey ever. We took a 21 single-decker bus with the huge space in the middle and little seats. The best part is that there was a lot of elders, a parent with 2 kids, a pregnant woman and lots of inconsiderate Singaporeans. You get to see the ugly side of the Singaporeans, but it was really funny. Firstly, there's this elderly couple and they sat next to each other. Also there's that parent with 2 kids aged around 3 and 5. The old man sitting was flirting with the parent (a woman in her late 20s) by asking the 3-year-old boy to sit on his lap! Hahaha! The woman tried her very best to get as far away as possible from the senior paedophile. Then, a pregnant woman boarded when the bus was filled to the brim. She wanted to squeeze in but people tried to ignore her. Everyone sitting down pretended to sleep. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Ok I got a bit carried away there. Back to BBQ! Reached there at 1. Ate lunch (roti kirai). Played PS2. Guests are supposed to arrive during the evening. Blah Blah Blah, waiting for time to pass. Then came 5. My granduncle along with his wife, his daughter and her leashed cat came! Hahaha! Bringing a cat to the BBQ. We didn't eat the cat BTW. Anyway, it was leashed and couldn't escape. What was even more horrific is that the cat was squeezed into those plastic boxes you keep animals in. Nobody called the animal shelter.
I was practically inside most of the time because I didn't recognise the people that came. Oh BTW, the house is on the first floor and the BBQ's outside. Then came my holy cousin. He's such a show-off and he wears a songkok everywhere he goes thinking he's the Pope or something. He said that he can't play the PS2 because he's having his prelims (he's P6). Then when we were playing gory video games, he kept on singing a song teaching young kids about the Islamic months. That dumb song is still stuck in my head.
There was also this unknown relative. I think he's my mother's cousin's grandson. His name is Imran and he's about 4-years-old even though he's big-sized. He's so spoilt he would steal our controllers and insist that it's his turn. Then, when I'm about to win the game, he just charges in and steals the controller. Even though I scream and shout at him, he still wants to play. Everybody was pissed with him. Lucky he doesn't know how to speak Malay. My cousins all called him 'bodoh' and all the bad words. Then, when my cousin played the Gameboy, he dropped his controller and snatched the Gameboy, insisting that it's his turn.
Now my mother's still complaining about her relatives. She thinks that it's her business to discipline her Sec One neice. She said that her neice aka my cousin doesn't do anything to help her mother around the house. But just a few minutes ago, I asked my mother if I could keep the luggage I used in Pahang and she complained and said, "Why can't you just put it in your room for a couple of days?!" It's been in my room for 3 months now. It's so bulky. It's supposed to be on top my my parents' cupboard. Help me! My room is in a mess and it's not a good study environment. I wish there was a library nearby so I could just study there. I'm thinking of going to the Pasir Ris Library everyday to study from 4-6. This is so demoralising!!!!