.sounds of silence.
man, the streets are so empty. as i drive down Jalan Syed Putra, i'm giggling at the wondrous sight of the clear roads (well, almost clear.. we can't expect TOO much now, can we?). all our muslim couterparts have left the city in favour of their birthhomes, trundling along with car boots filled to the brim with various cakes, kuih, chicken rendang, and what else i can't begin to describe.. i can never get the malay kuih names straight. they're all so confusing.. hehe.. kuih is kuih.
anyway, i forgot to wish all my malay friends and their families a selamat hari raya. hehe. its okay, its the thought that counts right?
Selamat Hari Raya, all!
oh, all those who know me well, know that i have a pretty weird mom. i know this for a fact, something that i've learnt to live with and i pray very very hard that i haven't inherited any of the weird genes from my mom. but then i look at my dad and his capability of singing "Like a Bridge Over Troubled Water" with not a SINGLE note in tune, and i worry of my source of genetic pool.
to highlight my point, let me tell you something that happened to me this morning. i woke up at the very sane hour of 10:30am, rather groggily stumbled over to my mom's room where she was puttering around the room doing motherly stuff, which i'm sure, includes tidying up things that don't need to be tidied. and all of a sudden, one of the two goldfish, residing in a fish tank way to large to house two goldfish, jumps out of the water as if he thought he was Free-freakin'-Willy. and my poor ol' dotty mom, she leans over the fish tank and coos "aww, poor baby, are you okay? did mommy scare you? i'm sorry..." and then she procedes to stick her finger in the water and strokes the fish. a FISH.. can't u just see my raised eyebrow and incredulous look from way over there.
man, i have a weird family.
but their my family. and i guess i'm stuck with them. weirdness and all.