I'm not a very traditional person. but cny is so not like cny now. i don't know what i am babbling but ya. the atmosphere's really not there.
day before day one 除夕
slept at 4am today and woke up at an unearthly hour of 6.30 am just to catch the coach to Muar. my dad's hometown in Malaysia. in case you people don't know, it's near Malacca. and it's very famous for its otah and i adore the bak kut teh also. i went on the coach feeling alright but then after awhile nearing the Tuas Checkpoint, i was starting to feel nauseous. it was a terrible feeling. what was i sick of? =P but i got down the bus and line up for my passport to be scanned but i couldn't take it. i ran to my aunt and got a plastic bag from her, my mom went to inform the I/C there and they let me through the customs first. i breezed through the queue that was so long. but that wasn't a good feeling. my eyes were watering becos i was feeling very bad. like you know when you feel like vomitting, your stomach will churn and make a 360 somersault and then you will feel thing travelling UP your oesophagus(?). it's really very bad. i tried to puke but the things just wouldn't come out. in the end i was covering my mouth with a plastic bag and i was sort of crying because the feeling was really terrible. i had no idea why it went like that. but i was feeling kinda dizzy and my mom had to support me becos i was really damn sick. i felt woozy and all that. it's very embarrassing actually because imagine in the public you suddenly see someone crying and covering her mouth with a plastic bag and trying to puke. but the feeling was horrible. i got better after eating a Halls mint sweet which is not sweet at all. it's so hot!!! i've never tasted a hotter mint sweet than that...but i indeed felt better and got on the coach. everyone settled down and the rest of the journey i just slept through it.
i saw my grandfather the moment i went to his house in Muar. i love him! i probably never love my parents more than i love him or rather the same level. i really envy those whose grandparents are still alive. my father's mother died the year i was born but early in 1992. my mother's father died before i had a memory and my mother's mother died when i was i think very young. so only left my father's dad. which i love dearly becos i never get to see him much and he's the only grandparent i have left. talking about him, i'm getting kind of emotional now. haha. anyway, just know that i love him and that you people should treasure your grandparents. i never did get much love from my grandparents and how i wished i had.
moving on to other things, i finally saw my Singaporean cousins. even though i have some cousins and aunties and uncles in s'pore, but we never see each other until we go malaysia during cny. which is pathetic to mention. i found out my cousin, Eugene, is in the same school as Xue QI... NSS. woots! well, at least i talk to my cousin. he's really quiet. why can't he just talk more? but he's getting more and more ncie looking. i remember last time i played with him de. like how i missed those days. now he kind of act cool. haha. or he shy talk to 美女. no wonder he never talk to me. i don't blame him. haha.
my malaysian cousin got her driving license!!! isn't it so cool?! they can get one at an age of 16!!! i want be malaysian also. haha. and all time during the trip she was driving us about. so cool. but i scared to drive a car. becos i don't have hand and leg and brain and eye and mouth co-ordination. it's like riding a bicycle, when someone comes near me like 2m radius, i'll scream at the top of my lungs. then i'll totally freeze and all that. once, i was just learning to ride a bicycle at East Coast a few years ago. it had to be that there was quite a number of people and there was this girl in front of me and i was freaking out and didn't apply my brakes and all that so i just bumped into her butt and fell on the floor. stupid la, why she stand in front of me. haha. but yep, that's also one reason i don't think i can drive. it's gonna be a hazard to pedestrians and drivers. haha. but if i ever get to drive, i'm going to get a VW Beetle becos it's my dream car since young. but it's totally a loss to drive in s'pore. it'd be much more economical to take a cab wherever you go rather than drive. maybe i'd take a cab then, hopefully there'd be a cab one day that is a VW beetle. i'll book that cab for the rest of my life. haha.
i went shopping at the same old shopping centre again. called Wetex (sounds like kotex =P) they only have one shopping center in that small town! damn boring and the malays there are so lecherous. you know the reason why they always stand by the railings and look down at the crowd? i bet the only reason is to stare at ladies wearing tubes or whatever, so that they can see the boobs. that's the only reason why they always stand by the railings. =/ eeyuck. anyway, i like nothing about the shopping centre except for the bubble tea shop. it's damn nice! the pearls are like so doiing doiing but chewy at the same time. the best. and on the way home, bought like 100 sticks of otah but all also eat finish, of course not solely by me. do you know you can just anyhow buy from an otah store otah in Muar and it can be better than the best in s'pore? that's why i'm still puzzling over the fact that people call s'pore a 美食天堂... so lame la. people don't know what is good food.
so anyway, today was a pretty good day despite the nauseous part. becos i get to see my grandpa, eat otah and drink bubble tea =)

i shall update more next time because i'm discussing a very exciting topic with Xue Qi and Jolin. and my heart is beating way too fast and my face is getting damn to red, thanks to you! =)