Sunday, May 20, 2007

Yay I was back on track on Friday (: But my legs were so weak and I was so off form thatI couldn't really train properly, and now I'm aching like mad. My arms and legs pfft.

Just now I went for some grand grand dinner thing at a hotel, celebrating uncle Ben's (my neighbour) mother's birthday. I mean, a birthday at a hotel? Quite extravagant right. And then uncle Ben even invited my Ah Gong and Ah Poh even though he doesn't know them. So yes my Ah Gong and Ah Poh went along, and I was totured from the start till the end by my Ah Poh. Physically totured.

Not meaning to be disrespectful, but I would totally be happier if my Ah Poh would STOP JABBING ME ON MY ARMS/LEGS OR ANY PART OF MY BODY TO TELL ME SOMETHING, WHEN ALL SHE HAS TO DO IS CALL MY NAME.

And it didn't help that my arms and legs were aching from training, and I was in total agony and I was complaining like mad to my mom, who spent her time laughing at the complaints. Not my fault, if someone continuously jabs you SO FREAKING HARD with her KNUCKLES, I'm sure you'll be damn pissed too. AND MY ARM ACHED LIKE MAD. Hello, it isn't necessary to jab me AT THE START OF EVERY SINGLE SENTENCE YOU NEED TO TELL ME. MY HEARING IS PERFECTLY FINE, SO JUST CALL MY NAME.

Here's a quick summary of my convos with my Ah Poh:

Ah Poh: (JAB) Have you finished your exams?
Me: Yes. (I turn to my mom and give her the "SHE'S JABBING ME AGAIN" look)

(There is a short silence here)

Ah Poh: (JAB) You should not go into the sun, you're very dark.
Me: I can't not go into the sun -.- (I tell my mom that Ah Poh jabs me very violently and she laughs. Damn helpful right)

And after 1028423985 jabs later, we reached the hotel and I happily got out of the car and away from my Ah Poh's jabs in relief. BUT THEN, my dad had to make me sit next to my Ah Poh at the table. WTH LAH. MY ARM WAS GONNA BREAK OFF CAN.

(People at the table were taking turns to take food, and it so happens that the plate of food was at the opposite side of the rotating table thing)

Ah Poh: (JAB) Hey, hurry take your food.

(Like hello the thing was at the opposite side of the table, and people are scooping, do you expect me to just rotate the thing away from them or what. So I complain to my mom again. Then later my sis gets off her seat to go to the toilet)

Ah Poh: (JAB) Hey your sis is going out of the room.
Me: Yah. (I'm thinking, YES I KNOW, STOP JABBING ME. So I tell my mom again)
Ah Poh: (JAB) Where's she going? Better watch her!

(SHE'S STILL JABBING ME WTH)I got so fed up I ignore her. Disrespectful but I was already damn pissed so yes my mom didn't mind it)

And the list continues, the number of times I got jabbed is uncountable. More examples

Ah Poh: (JAB) Ay, eat more.
Ah Poh: (JAB) Why not taking food?
Ah Poh: (JAB) That song is very nice.
Ah Poh: (JAB) Why your sis not eating.
Ah Poh: (JAB) Are you feeling too cold?
Ah Poh: (JAB) Pass me the tea.

AND JAB JAB JAB JAB JAB THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE DINNER, AND THANK GOODNESS MY MOM AND MY SIS AND I LEFT BEFORE THE WHOLE DINNER ENDED. Hiphiphooray. I'm never sitting next to my Ah Poh ever again. If not my arm will seriously break off.

Posted at 11:28 PM

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