National Day was busy busy. Hung out with the extended family the whole day. And it was pretty fun. I thought the day was really well organized. I mean... we had our very own prata man, a one-man band (albeit he sang only oldies), excellent company and poolside location. It would have been an even more spectacular event if only we had some booze to loosen everybody up a little more. I'm hoping for excuses to hold poolside parties now. And I definitely won't forget the booze. And more current music. Cos Elvis does get boring after awhile.
We met the extendended family in the afternoon for a cohesion activity at Sungei Buloh. I'm quite sure I wasn't the only one apprehensive about the whole idea. After all that had happened (and for all I know, is STILL happening)- the slandering, mudslinging, criticizing and gossiping. It was awkward to see them all extra-friendly. I guess they were trying to tell us that they didn't have ill-intentions and would like to move on. Which I totally get. I really do. I definitely value these guys more than some block-headed hypocrites who have an inflated sense of self-worth. But still, it's difficult to let my guard down just like that. Unfortunately, or fortunately, we humans have this inbuilt thing called memory. And it can't be reformatted at the click of a button. I'm mature enough to forgive, but forgetting takes a much longer time. But, hey, nobody's claiming to be perfect here.
Today, cousin's phone got stolen at the poolside. The infuriating thing is that this toot had the audacity to open up my cousin's bag and remove the phone. It wasn't like he saw the phone unattended and swiped it away in one quick motion. And this happened within the condo, where we pay amenities fees for a supposed safer living environment. BASKET. Hope the thief dies of hand cancer, or something.
Nothing makes you feel more intelligent than giving tuition to an MBA student when you're only an undergrad. Swelllll maaannnnnn.
We met the extendended family in the afternoon for a cohesion activity at Sungei Buloh. I'm quite sure I wasn't the only one apprehensive about the whole idea. After all that had happened (and for all I know, is STILL happening)- the slandering, mudslinging, criticizing and gossiping. It was awkward to see them all extra-friendly. I guess they were trying to tell us that they didn't have ill-intentions and would like to move on. Which I totally get. I really do. I definitely value these guys more than some block-headed hypocrites who have an inflated sense of self-worth. But still, it's difficult to let my guard down just like that. Unfortunately, or fortunately, we humans have this inbuilt thing called memory. And it can't be reformatted at the click of a button. I'm mature enough to forgive, but forgetting takes a much longer time. But, hey, nobody's claiming to be perfect here.
Today, cousin's phone got stolen at the poolside. The infuriating thing is that this toot had the audacity to open up my cousin's bag and remove the phone. It wasn't like he saw the phone unattended and swiped it away in one quick motion. And this happened within the condo, where we pay amenities fees for a supposed safer living environment. BASKET. Hope the thief dies of hand cancer, or something.
Nothing makes you feel more intelligent than giving tuition to an MBA student when you're only an undergrad. Swelllll maaannnnnn.
