THE bum’s hEre

I should seriously create a blog lah. A proper one. You know, blogspot and all that, those webbies just for blogs. But I’m inconsistent. Punyalah payah. Sheesh.

Ok so anyway, Merdeka’s just over. The whole family was pretty hyped up (yalar, we all bunch of over-enthusiastic, much much more pratriotic than the average M’sian…when we’re not even one. HaHa :P) So there’s not ONE, but TWO flags in our house ok. Papa punye kerja lah. All of us were just smacking our foreheads and rolling our eyes. He could’ve just SLEPT with the damn flag rite.

I come from an eccentric family..an overzealous mom..a dad who never stops going on n on about the values of life. We’re all a very vocal bunch. We speak what’s on our minds. We were brought up loving Barney the purple dinosaur, to be wildly enthusiastic (mom), to do things other people would be ashamed of doing, to be an individual. So you know, funny stuff happens every now and then. We’ve got a string of events that would get anyone if fits on laughter when we express in out. Or shake their heads at the incredulity of it. Lol. Either way, we surprised them.

Here’s one. It was the eve of Merdeka, about 5 years ago. Iman was just one. Still a baby, and Mama was spending a lot of time at home with her, singing, and dancing..imagining..n all that u do to one-year-olds. So mama took out the flag and pasang it outside on the porch lar. She then started to sing the ‘Jalur Gemilang’ song with Iman, trying to entertain her. (Iman’s first song was ‘Negaraku’ wei. Truly M’sian habis. Passport je S’pore. lol) The Ah Pek sebelah was outside and Mama said hi, and told him to look at the flag.He looked at mama, then to the flag, then at mama again and rushed back in.

Mom continued singing but when looking at the flag..reaching the chorus of the ‘Jalur Gemilang’ part…*jeng jeng jeng* the sing slowed down and came to a halt as she realised with deepest confusion. ‘Manalah jalur gemilang dia’. and the song died off abruptly. LOL.

She pasang the SINGAPORE flag outside the house!

Patutlah si Ah Pek tu takut semacam. ”TERRORIST! BETRAYER! What the heck was this woman trying to imply?! CALL THE COPS!” hahaha. He’s right though. Hehe.

Sooo yeah.. stuff like this happens to my family. It’s funny when u think back on it. It’s what makes my family different. We stand out although at times I’d desperately wish we were normal. But naaah..I like it like this.

It’s funny. It’s what makes us lovable and unforgettable. HeHE.