First, there’re the relatives coming down to my house from all parts of Malaysia. Most of them arrived the day before my brother’s wedding and I had to help out to entertain them. It was Saturday evening and after a long day of hustling around getting everything that’s supposed to be done, done. Some of them wanted to go out and have some fun. Being the best (and only) candidate, obviously, to bring them around, I brought them out to experience alittle bit of Singapore’s night life and got home at 3am where I had to wake up at 4:30am to go with my brother to fetch the bride from her house. I chose not to sleep at all fearing that sleeping for such a short period of time would only tire me more than I would staying awake. I didn’t know why my mum wanted me to go over cause when I was there at the bride’s house, all I did was to just stand at one corner while my brother and his buddies were getting pranked by the bride’s friends. Oh well, it was my mother’s instruction and I had to oblige. Somehow its only right that I should be there being his brother afterall. So there’s nothing much to complain about regarding this and I shall stop whining about it.
So the customary tea offering sessions by the couple at my house were next followed by the wedding lunch. I was tasked to help get all my relatives allocated to their seats and thanks to some great spelling from my mum, I had a real difficult time trying to search for their names in the list and let them know where they will be sitting in the ball room. Imagine having to search for my Aunt’s name in the list when it is spelled as ‘San Koo Ma’! Even one of my brother’s friend helping out at the reception table went “Win liao lo!! Liddat also can put as name. ALAMAK!” I was hustling up and down the corridor talking to my mum to confirm if they had seats and entertaining my relatives till I managed to find where they were supposed to sit from the list.
Well, all those are history now and I’m only glad that that event is officially over. I knocked out after the lunch when I got home and slept all the way till midnight then I woke up to have my dinner. LOL. I still don’t have any pics from the wedding yet. But I’ll post some of them up when I do get them.
Next up! Small little birthday party for both Herman and me at GRAXS. The both of us got wasted but it was sure fun though we both burnt a rather big hole in our pockets after that. Well, as long as everybody had fun, it was worth it. I’ll let the pictures do the talking here. Cause I don’t wanna talk about myself getting drunk and puking twice that night….. OOPS! (All thanks to the Guiness cum Martell cum Vodka mix!!)
And the day has to start like this. Look at my face and you'll know how I'm feeling when he 'forced-hug' me.
We arrived at Bugis and then went to Tong Shui Cafe to have a meal. Following will be pictures of us at the cafe;
And then here we are, at GRAXS. I think Herman's already alittle tipsy in this picture. 
I wasn't spared with all the GAY KISSES either.
He's the first to get drunk. DUH.
I think they made Herman drink something bad. BTW, look at his pants, That's our birthday cake smeared onto him. Good thing I was wearing black that night. Cause I wasn't spared either.
Me and Sarah
Already Gone.
Surprise! Surprise!! I’m born in a family who don’t really have a tradition for celebrating any birthdays. So does Herman. Having a birthday party at GRAXS was already something new for the both of us and I was really very satisfied and happy that it turned out to be a fun event for everyone that was present.
BUT!!! Next day in the evening, my brother-in-law bought a cake for me and brought it to my house! I was sang a birthday song and given ‘ang baos’ by my grandparents, parents and brother (and in-law). It was also unique that my other grandmother from Malaysia was present too. Definitely a pleasant surprise and I’m very thankful for that. You can see from the pictures I’m still alittle ‘blur’ from the previous night of drinking. LOL.
My grandmother who stays at Malaysia (Mum's mum)
My other grandmother who lives with us. (Dad's mum)
Me and my parents.
And that’s not all!! You know, my family has so many friends and relatives at Malaysia it wasn’t possible to get all of them down to Singapore all at once. So we just got back from a trip to Malaysia for a 2nd wedding event. This time it’s a dinner and at a smaller scale. How many people actually get to have two wedding events? Its been 3 years since I last went back to Malaysia. So I took a few pictures of the old house back at Parit Jawa, a small little town near Muar of Malaysia. Again, there are more pictures of both the old house and the wedding dinner itself but I only have those that I took with my phone with me right now and all of them are pictures of my old house. I’ll post them here once I get them.
As run down as the house is, its definitely a place where I had a lot of wonderful childhood memories. Though the people that used to be my neighbours and the little friends that I got to know then may have moved out of the area, they will always be a significant part of my memories together with the old house. It was definitely great to see some of the familiar-yet-not-so-familiar faces of those folks living at Malaysia at my brother’s wedding.
BTW, it was so SHIOK driving at 180km/h enroute to Malaysia :P
Here’re some pictures of the old house…
So I thought after all these I’ll finally have a coming weekend where there’s nothing much I have to do I could just lay around or hang out with friends. Probably even go fishing! But I heard my two little cousins will be coming down from Malaysia for Christmas! Well, they didn’t contact me regarding this issue, they contacted my brother-in-law instead. So I’m leaving everything to her to settle whatever their needs may be and to entertain them. However, as cousins and a relative, I still will have to appear once in awhile probably for a meal together or something like that.
The month of December has been really hectic so far. Not only for me, but my family as well…
AND IT SEEMS ITS NOT REALLY GONNA GET ANY BETTER YET.
