life in cartoon motion

my dad + his school friends meet up weekly for a game of bowling at bsc bowling alley. mom's a good bowler (she's way better than dad), so dad would make her be on his team. i'd tag along sometimes for the bihun cantonese they serve, sedap gegila ok! when i'm around, dad would wear this mischievous smile, i reckon bekos when they compare individual scores, i'd always be on the tail end, instead of him. so yeah ... my pleasure, bapak!

recently, some young bowlers sarcastically commented, “kubur dah kata mari, tak reti-reti pergi surau ke?”.

wow! talking about being rude and arrogant. perhaps, they forgot that they’d grow old too.

come on, the group would usually start bowling at 9 pm + they do berjemaah isya' before the game. what's the difference between praying in the surau near your house + a surau in bsc? we don't have any problem with our parents having some fun + socialising, why should you?

and don't you dare throw any remarks if you happen to bump into my mom + her school friends doing the midnight movies.

shooh! shooh! mind your own parents.

anyways, a recent family affair

erk! and i've been tagged by nina ...6 things wierd about me? errr ... up next.

for now, i leave you with 'grace kelly' by mika