mother says the darndest things 2

a conversation over mrs kim's stagnant weekday dinner that she makes for herself.

me: you always end up eating the same thing. rice and vegetables. just try something new! what are you, from the kampung?

(although thinking about it now, that did make sense because technically, she was.)

mom: you know i cant keep up with the times. even if you ask me to go to places like Coffeebucks to drink coffee, i wouldnt know how to order and all that.

me: of course you wouldnt know. you didnt even get the name right.

**Warning: a high dosage of laughter is expected when you live with the mother.

the mother is unintentionally deadly.

Singapore Grand Prix

dad made a decision to drive mom and i through Nicoll Highway after dinner, just to listen to the F1 cars speeding past below. you know, for a live feel of it. anyone who knew my brother, of course, would know that he was ALREADY at the race itself.

the engine sounds grew louder and louder. yes, we were almost there. it felt like a game show, where we were playing to guess where the sounds were coming from. and then we got onto Nicoll Highway, where the view of the tracks from the top was perfectly clear.

just when mom and i looked down from our side of the car, one of the cars ZOOMED past.

immediately, mom shouted, "ALONSO's car!"

and apparently, she was right(yes my mom watches soccer and F1), because the other car that looked like the renault had crashed earlier in the race.

wait, in other words... mom and i had actually both seen the winning car zoom past?

wow. talk about LUCK.

look, i'm not going to pretend that i know anything about F1 because i usually dont watch it(my brother's quite the opposite). but when i got the chance to listen to it live, and even saw one of the cars -and it was the eventual winning car, at that- drove past, boy, it felt GOOD.

there is no denying to that.

and so, lies the short phase i had with F1. it was fun while it lasted.

p.s.: congratulations to Fernando Alonso!

mother says the darndest things.

a conversation over a walnut cake.

me: this walnut cake doesnt look as good as the one i had in the office.
mom: no, you cant compare. it's a different one.
me: yeah, but by the look of it, it doesnt look as nice.
mom: cos this one is cheaper. but you cant compare them.

me: yes. the office one had more nuts.
mom: no, this one has less nuts.

bro: that's the same thing.

a little sweetness.

Jason Mraz ft. Colbie Caillat "Lucky"- Cover


i wanna play my guitar in the bathroom too.

surgical extraction- 9 hours later.

ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch.

the needy v.s. the needy.

the needy: the need to fill up an emotional void.

the needy: the need to overcome poverty.

that's what's up.

they say that some friends come and go but family remains forever.

i dont know about the friends part, but i can safely say that family does remain forever. i mean, my poor family had to put up with my spinster crankiness over these past few days thanks to my tooth. mom's been brewing me cups and cups of herbal drinks while dad searched online to help me look for dental clinics that charged lesser. anna, of course, listened to my fed-up rantings about losing my faith in humanity, one person at a time.

unfortunately, when i'm in pain, i get pissed off with the rest of the outside world. unfortunately.

i sincerely apologise, family!

no, the tooth is still here. the good news is that it's not hurting as badly now, all thanks to the wonderful painkillers prescribed to me by the dentist i last visited. (in case you're starting to wonder... i am not a junkie.) the bad news? i've ran out of them.

it's okay. this golden tooth comes out on tuesday. and when it's out ima wrestle that thing to the ground and beat the crap out of it.

there shall be peace on earth. om.

the ache v.s. the real ache.

today was the inevitable visit to the dentist's.

everything else interesting that happened in the office today seemed to be overshadowed by the overbearring pain that i had to experience while i was at work. i've learnt to put up with pains over time but today's seemed worser than usual. to put it simply, i had urges to beat up anything that got in my way.

apparently, half of my wisdom tooth was "stuck in the gums" which was obstructing some shit. well, said the dentist. hence, there would be a need for an extraction. there we go. i thought i had been one of those lucky ones who didnt have to go through all that, but unfortunately, i've fallen into the damned 'extraction' category. it was only a matter of time.

mom mentioned words like "cut your gums", "pull it out" and "sew it back" while trying to explain to me what the surgery would be like. and then she thought that she'd attempt to send me some reassurance by telling me that anaesthesia would be used.

but here's the thing. none of that scared me. i really didnt care how they were going to take it out. none of that mattered. what really concerned me was the price of removal. the oh-so-heavenly-price.

a whopping $500.

WHAT IN HEAVEN'S NAME! that's almost half of my month's pay.

when i pay that kind of money, i expect to GET something, not get RID of something. it's daylight robbery and i shall not stand for it. screw the tooth and the ridiculous pain, i'm keeping the money. but i've been told i have no choice.

i'll kill somebody right now. i will.

mom always said that toothaches worst kind of aches you can get. true. until you experience the heartache of departing with your hard earned cash. now tell me what hurts.

damn, i'm cranky like an old spinster living with 10 cats.

not so wise.

really. how often in a year do i have to go through this?

just HOW OFTEN?

you've been giving me trouble since you first appeared. really. do you take pleasure in bringing me pain? do you enjoy watching me suffer? is that it? what the hell is wrong with you, you sick, sick bastard?

JUST WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?

curse you, wisdom tooth.

curse you.