Took a break at grandmummy's place at Malaysia for a few days. I have the cutest grandmummy on earth I tell you. It is not something I can explain easily. She's just the cutest to me and I love her very very much. I cannot imagine life without her. She won't live forever I know. But it saddens me to have to think of what might happen when death takes her away.

The aunties and uncles have so much to gossip about. It is like returning home to a feast. Everyone has so many things to say. It amuses me to no end everytime a small family gathering like that occurs. I sit and stare in awe at all of them, their mouths opening and closing, opening and closing, responding to no tunes or rhythms. Just a cacophony of sounds bouncing back and forth between each and everyone. My mom talks mostly about me and my periods of rebellion. I seem to always be a hot topic amongst them. They like to listen to how I fight with my mother. It sounds a little bemusing now that I blog about it. But I never ever fail to feel embarrassed at my misdemeanors. Oh wells, I provide entertainment at my own expense.

One of the gossip worthy material is about my two twin cousins. Auntie recapped about how her sons got beaten up in school. It was a horror just listening to her re-tell the tale. She must be hurting so bad when it happened, cuz I kinda saw her eyes tearing while she was relating the incident. Some people like to keep their pain in their hearts and suffer silently, whilst others relieve themselves of their bad experiences through voicing it out. Our family happens to belong to the latter category. Anyhow, I think nothing ever takes away the pain of having your own children hurt so badly by others. I won't even begin writing in detail about the incident. I'm just too horrified by it. Just ask me if you want to know what happened. I remember thinking to myself, we in Singapore take our safety for granted. Especially school going children. Even the gang fights or bullies in schools here, are not even half as bad as those in some schools in Malaysia.Even a little bullying gets reported in the national newspaper. What more a full blown fight. I'm ever thankful that fights between races seldom occur in schools here.

We also discussed the possibilities of the twins escaping or getting help. But after much thought, I thought to myself that, there really isn't much one can do, especially at the heat of the moment. Auntie says that what's worse was that during a seperate incident, the culprits got caught by the discipline teacher and together with the twin who got beaten up, got sent to the headmaster's office. Guess what. when auntie arrived at the office, the assholes were sitting on the chair, and my cousin was standing up. Can you believe it? It is as though those assholes are the victims and my cousin is the accused. What balls they have. The assholes just threw a 'minta maaf'(very sorry) to my aunt and expect everything to blow over. Don't even get me started on race issues. I may never stop. Which just automatically remind me that the boyfriend is not chinese.(I am hoping he doesn't turn violent one day)

Oh wells, apart from gossiping alot(a grand total of 2.5days) we ate alot too! food there wasn't really nice, but because they were so cheap, we ate alot. It was seafood on the first day, a feast at one of the family restaurants there and followed by heavy prata breakfast. You just can't help feeling like buying the whole place down when you're in a small town like that.haha.Its the snobbish Singaporean attitude again.(sorry. I can't help it)

We'll be returning back there again in a month's time for chinese new year, hopefully. can't wait. I have such a happening extended family.