phidophiles and pigs

i love grandma's. the food is great and it's always nice to get out from the city once in a while. she stays in a small town, approximately a three hours drive from kuala lumpur. it is quiet save during chinese new year, where its filled with all the balik kampung-ers (going home people).



outside me grandma's place

our visit this time had nothing to do with the raya-deepavali festive season, rather, my dad was having his primary school reunion dinner. imagine that! and i can't even remember most of my classmates save shivani, the girl who's hair got entangled with mine due to bubblegum (don't ask).

the reunion took place in your typical chinese restaurant, with the atmosphere of a typical chinese wedding. it was nice to see my dad enjoying the company of his childhood mates.



the venue

we had the priviledge of encounteres with various amusing species. one of them was Ms. Greedy Ass who ate away as if tomorrow was the apocolypse. i was wondering, "is this just me or is Ms. Fat in Blue real greedy?" when my sister gave me the confirmative. SHE IS GREEDY ALL RIGHT! it was so amusing to watch her wallop the duck, prawns, shark fin soup and etc. she just didnt know how to stop! btw, Ms Greedy Ass is most likely still in high school. she looks fifteen and is plump. i shrudder to think what would happen in ten years time.

we also had Ms. Calsberg who kept on pouring calsberg into Ms. Greedy Ass cup. i would say that shes about fifteen too. she was actually going around pouring calsberg into everyone's glasses. if im not mistaken she is a waitress at the restaurant and seems to be a close friend of Ms. Greedy Ass who kept on stuffing food into Ms. Calsberg mouth. Hmmm..isn't it illegal for an underage to be serving alcohol?

then there was mr. phidophile (name given by becca). according to her, he kept on staring at us from the next table. in other words, he was a sakai who never seen a mixed family before. i didnt believe her until i saw him staring and proceeded to politely stare back. that was when his granny and sister also decided to join in the starefestival. oh well, if they can do it, SO CAN I!!!

sad to say, though the reunion was a fun time for my dad, it was erm, bizzare for me. there was a few shows put on by the organizers. first was the chinese opera singing by one of the teachers. omg. just shoot me. i hate chinese opera singing. it sounded as if someone fed her tons of weed and todi before the show, making her voice go all wobbly. though she only sang for fifteen minutes, it felt like it was fifteen hours. then there was the fan dancing by one of the ex-students. it was not bad, but it was not good either. *sigh* actually it was bad. it looked like an old dog trying to perform tricks (where have i heard this before). still i have to applaud her for her sporting nature. we then proceeded to various horrendous renderations of songs karaoke style by different people.

after the various performances, the ex-headmaster took stage. as he went to the podium to speak, the ex-primarymates behaved like they were still in primary during perhimpunan (assembly) talking pasar malam style, with no one paying attention to what the poor old man had to say. ah...glad to know that the grown ups still remember to behave appropriately...=D

thus, my evening was spent making me wonder - will i ever have a primary school reunion? if so, i'll pray there's NO karaoke system.