Documentary of Charleybean

As planned, I was to send my sister for her 8am english tuition but as usual, we overslept. However, I still managed to get her there on time. Then 10.30am, I fetched her from tuition .

We drove pass the new Italian restaurant in town to check whether it’s open already. It was 10.40am. Sister always wanted to try that restaurant since the extinction of dinosaurs. But it wasn’t open yet.

So I suggested to eat soto instead. She was happy again. But we went to buy cake first for my friend’s mom because it is her birthday today.

We joked and teased on each other all the way in the car. The laughters and giggles earlier make me smile again when I think of it.

We stopped by a bakery shop and there was no tiramisu cake in the size that I wanted. So we just went for our brunch instead.

Soto Ayam!!

My sister is a fun person. Fun in a way that I just like to threaten her with all sorts of things. Like “if you dont bla bla bla, I will just leave and you can just walk to school from here!”

Her reaction, “Yerrr, je ooohhh” never fails to make me laugh. ( je means sister in mandarin = me)

After soto ayam, we went to another bakery shop. This time we managed to get the tiramisu cake in the size that I needed. So we wrote the card together in the card on behalf of my friend and my sister delivered the cake while I was waiting outside my friend’s mom’s florist.

It was funny because before sending the cake over, I made my sister repeated over and over again of what I taught her to say to my friend’s mom.

me: Ok, reaching already. That’s the shop. Now, repeat again what I taught you!
sis: har… ooo… Auntie happy bday… I’m… bla bla bla bla
me: good.
sis: eh… je…
me: what?
sis: I nervous la…
me: *laughs*

So cute la she…

After that, we went to bank and on the way I was teaching her how to withdraw money from the ATM machine. Because again, no parking and I needed her help to withdraw money from my bank account.

me: you understand or not? aiya, I think I better go myself la. You stay in the car.
sis: no no no, I understand la. Let me try le. I never withdraw money le. Hehe.

Then, I kept explaining why must type the extra zeros because she doesn’t seems to get it that it’s in order to push the digits forward.

She went. She was so nervous or rather excited that she keyed in the amount and waited for the money to come out WITHOUT pressing the ENTER button.

-.-

She was wondering why no money come out one until she realised the existence of ENTER button.

Well, that’s what she told me la.

In cantonese, this called big prawn head. Dai Tau Ha. English called blur case.

At last, in 10 minutes time, we managed to reach her school on time.

sis: i dont care ah, if late and the prefect is at the main entrance, we wait in the car for another 10 minutes until the morning session students come out from the side door, then only I sneak in.

Now, not only I’m the big sister, I’m the partner in crime as well.

Anyway, it was fun. We planned and ran errands together, laughing all the way. A short moment of bonding with my little sister.

And I promised her an Italian lunch tomorrow.

Some of the rather less educated malays here think they are the boss all the time.

They cross the road like it’s their father’s road. Slower than snails. Bitchier than bitches. Blind as a… err… something blind-er than a blind because even a real blind person know how to cross the road correctly.

The other day when I was driving coming to a T-junction which I was to go straight, I saw this 9-10 years old malay girl talking to her 5-6 years old little brother from a distance away after the T-junction. She asked him to cross the road to the other side, while she remained not moving. There was no car at that moment and mine was the only one. I knew something was wrong as the girl was as if waiting for something but not crossing the road to the other side to her brother. There was not a single car at that time, why was she not crossing the road?! Mine was a far distance away and I even haven’t reach the T-junction yet.

(i dont know why shutterfly cut out the lower part of my masterpieces. that’s my car if u ask)

So one girl at the left side, her bro at the right side, while my car was coming to their direction. I accelerated my car because somehow I got a sense that the girl will only cross the road when my car is reaching her.

And guess what? She did.

Imagine this, my car coming, then that girl was busy doing her maths or her so-called estimation, she crossed the road knowing that it’s enough to piss me off and at the same time she will be safe from my car banging her. By the time I reached her, she just in time reached the centre of the road and avoided my car.

So damn bloody accurate!!

What made me even angrier was that smirk on her face!!!!!!

*hits tables* *throws stuffs* *kicks chairs*

ARGHHHHH!!!!

Such a young age yet such a ffffffffffff attitude!!!

Come to think of that, I really look down at her behaviour of putting her bro into this little mean game of hers. She asked her bro to stand the other side to watch her ’show’. Teaching her little bro this? To me, she is pointing a dead end road to her bro.

My dad once told me this, ‘It’s their culture. That’s why they never improve.’

Last time, similar situation where these bunch of malay kids ran across the road even though there were cars and BAM!! Accident happened and 3 kids were dead.

They never learn, you see.