Just came back from Malaysia... We went to Klang this time, instead of Petaling Jaya. I think because we had no close relative to stay with in PJ. So, we stayed with my granduncle and grandaunt. They were very hospitable. My granduncle always made me eat more than I usually do. It's SOP. Everyone does that... First they say: "Eh, Julian! Why so thin? Like your mother!! Must eat more." But my grandaunt wasn't that kind. She always said: "Don't force them la. Later, they'll lose their appetite."
On Saturday, we left at about 5.30am but reached past noon because my dad took the wrong exit. Then, when we finally reached, my granduncle complained because my father didn't call when we were lost. "See la... You wasted wear n tear, time, petrol, money, etc." Later was my four-year-old cousin's birthday in an A & W outlet.
Next day, we went to church in the morning. Then, we went to Tesco. This shopping centre had birds in it. Seriously, birds were flying inside. We went to Aunt Valerie's place for lunch, then Aunt Susan's place and finally, we went to PJ cos it was my grandaunt's 80th birthday. It was a big gathering. We saw some cousins from as far as England and Australia. Also saw my nephew (5) and niece (10) who performed funny magic tricks. The tricks were just too obvious to be called tricks.
This morning, nothing happened... We went to see Uncle Martin and family for lunch. After that, we went to see Grandaunt Hilda. Then, we headed straight for Singapore. Omg, on the expressway back to Singapore, suddenly a monkey jumped out of nowhere and ran straight across the lanes. We almost ran over it. Fortunately, we didn't. Another car ran over that creature and it's now dead. Poor Mr Monkey was a great animal. It never disturbed man till today.
