so yesterday, after hockey slept for a while..then at about 10pm went to my granmom's house for my granddad's funeral anniversary.. he died like 10 years before i was born and i have no idea what kind of person he was. And tough it may seem absurd, my mom was talking to her bro on the phone and they were saying things like..eh don't sabo me if i come late or ill sabo u next time..and like who wants to go for the prayers? just ponteng ah! haha..and i tot my parents weren't acting like kids..

so we slipped into the cab and the anxiety of what seemed like "the anticipation of the wake" would definitley be overwhelming or just ordinary. yet again..i've never seen all my reatives toghether for like a year and especially my 5th uncle. My 3rd and 5th uncle were considered "mommy's boys" they have reached the age of 30 and they still live and suck my grandmom's blood..the idleness seems to portray no sort of enterprise in them..coz they just dont have the "idea" or rather, the "initiative". so there he was..my 5th uncle..from a balding yet long haired big guy to a bald fair looking indian who kind of made me think he was a nazi. And that was my first impression..and first impressions count. and i wasn't trying to be rude by asking my mom there itself why he shaved..as for my 3rd uncle..he looked the same sloth to me.. Always being the laziest among all..and the most nonsense talking bastard anyone could ever put up with..if you ever get a choice between getting stuck in an island with quagmire or my uncle...just choose quagmire..trust me!!! and as for my 2 little cousins.. (they are like 6 and 7 years of age) they were as usual kiddish and the light among the group..makeing us laugh at their utter sillyness.. but oh my god..my second cousin is really quite an attention seeker...if he doesnt get what he wants he easily put up a tantrum and runs away from the living room..and the more we don't notice him the louder he cries..haha..what an "innocent' fellow..as for my other cousin..being more mature of age she was quiet and knew when to do what... and my aunt who was from acjc and teached at st gabs and now in MDIS was telling me that i should take full lit coz it's much much much more enjoable..like even if i dont enjoy it you can make urself enjoy it..and u cant make urself enjoy hist or geog unless u already enjoy it. and i mark her owrds coz tt was what i was thinking as well. She was also telling me about some other shakespeare text called king lear and it seems like a very orthodoxed story but the ending seemed..orthodox yet touching..but i wonder coz the quotes are cool something about just like silly boys play aroudn catching flies..the gods take us of simple sport...or smething like tt..has a lot of depth and tts why i wanted to do another tragedy and not comedy..