The only 3 alphabet that I can uttered when I reached Melaka is… OMG! (Oh My Gawd!) It’s Hari Raya Haji and Melaka is flooded with people like me, going back hometown, but mostly, tourists, regardless of race or age, Melaka seems to be “the place to be”. All the activities line-up for tourists (did I mentioned about the MITC YES! Sales? 500 over expo counters offer products at discounted price!) amd so many things to do here in Melaka, but most importantly, FOOD! Gosh… Melaka, a FOOD haven! Thank gawd for that!
Never mind my ranting about the “jam tersumbat”… (killing traffic) and the “ever lasting” wait at traffic lights (and so many of them!), I am excited that I am finally back to Melaka to visit my parents and most importantly, my Grandmama! I have not see her for a very long time, I miss her a lot… she just lay down on the bed all day long, everyday, bedridden that is… nothing much the doctor can do… (I wonder why…), so I wanted to spend time with her…
I reach Melaka around 8pm, and went back home to drop down things, go straight to MITC, and me being dumbfounded, by the expo there… so many things to buy! You name, it’s there! From furniture to automatic gates, electrical items to vitamins, and from credit cards to fragrances, from foods to textiles, everything is there! What really strike me to make a stop is the 2G Sony MP3 player, selling at RM55 per unit (10 units available only) and start to sell at 9pm sharp. When I was there, I already saw the line as long as dragon… ($&%$%^&*) and there goes my MP3 player… (never mind…)! I end up buying nothing, anyway, I was there to catch up with my mom, she is there, on duty for her company... :-)
Guess what, I went to my relative place, with my mom, apparently one of my relative passed away, and I am there to pay my respect, burial ceremony is the next 2 days. I am very surprised, as this is something I least expect to happen, I said nothing and sit down at a corner.
One of my relative (which I presume not very close with) came to our table and chit-chat with my mom and others, and suddenly asked; “whose son is this?” and I point my finger to my mom, he nodded. And the next question he asked make everyone stop for a moment and look at me, “What do you do?” and I guess my answer raise everyone’s eyebrows, “I am in PR (Gong Quan – is the han yu pin yin like this?)” and he commented: Well, there’s a lot type of PR, what kind of PR?, me being sarcastic (I can’t help it when I heard that there is many kinds of PR, what is he trying to imply?!?!?!), and I said: “There is ONLY 1 kind of PR, I don’t know what kind of PR you mean, but definitely not those kind of PR you know of or used to…”, and guess what, my face is burning and my mom asked me not to be rude as he of my senior, and I decided to shut up and since it’s someone’s passing, I decided not to make a scene (darn!).
Once I reached back at home with my mom, the only thing that really excite me is to “korek” all those old stuff and photos with my mom… at one point, I felt that she is even more excited than me! Believe it or not… She keep saying “this is you, so cute!” and after I looked at the photo, I will say “That’s not ME! That’s my brother! Mommy, I can’t believe it! You cannot differentiate US?!?!?!”… we had a good laugh though… my mom is so HOT! And my dad’s photo is there too! I had the loudest laugh! Imagine those bob hairstyle, trumpet pants and BIG glasses! Gosh, there is more and more that we can korek… but we agreed that it’s too late already, we are all tired and slept after that! I definitely STILL think I am CUTEST! I told my mom, “I am so cute! I am cute, STILL” and we all chuckled! I will need to take the pics with the camera first... much in need of sorting out the pics before I can share it here...
28 Nov 2009
Aaaaah! I SLEEP damn well~! (^^) and I woke up at 11am! Hahaha!
I had brunch with my mom and hurried over to my grandmama… As usual, she and her subtle nod of head to acknowledgement my present there with her (I think she nodded, after I kept asking her, DO YOU KNOW WHO AM I??? Hello?!?!!? This is your most adorable and most handsome GRANDSON!!! Nod your head if you agree!!!), well, at least my grandmama agree with the statement. LOL!!!
She had bedsore and her back wasn’t really coping well to regenerate new skin growth but the least, some cream and treatment to help her restore the sore spots. I am saddened by this but it didn’t dampened my day, all that matter is my grandma know I am there and I am just simply grateful that she is alive, another simple reason for me to be alive as well. It is almost a year already, it all happen last year, 13th December. So this coming 13th December, it will be a year that my grandmama is bedridden. How I miss her, talking to me, listen to her fuming her dissatisfaction on this and that, nagging me on my future, how my hair should be, short and neat (she hated my long hair), and her constant reminder of how cute am I when I am still a baby and she took care of me, and of course, how naughty I am (I thought I was a good and innocent boy~!) and many other “reminder” from her! I miss all this now, she can’t even open her mouth to just call me “Ah boy…” – I miss that too… :-(
Spent 4 hours to look into my work things and went back to my mom place to prepare for her “belated birthday party”… promised to bring her out for a celebration… there goes my $$$! But for her, it’s ok-lah! :-)
Guess what?!?!?! If you want to get a place for makan (regardless where it is), you need to call and make reservation! NOBODY told me that and I didn’t know I need to do so! Damn it! We went Bei Zhan and got “kick off” (details next post)… and end up at a restaurant near Jonker St, not too bad lah! Phew… at least my mom is ok with it…
Met up with my cousins and had a joyous “reunion”… hehe! We drop at Geo and had a few round of drinks and head to DreamBox (to sing of course!) and had a “yelling” session! Release sial… My cousins can really SING! Woohoo!!! I writing all this in the next post… :-)
I have time to write blogs now… pretty glad… a way for me to channel my “expression”… :-)
Signing off,
The LCLY…
