Taro Pies. :D

So I attended a malay wedding today at the ACM. Posh one I suppose.

First it was people in the aircon area didn't want to budge. (Well, coz they're in the air con area and outside was bloody hot.) So anyways, even if you're in the aircon area, you can still buzz off after eating. But noooooo, they just had to keep sitting there. So we ended up sitting outside anyways.

Second was the people. Jeez, wannabes. JUST BECAUSE it's a posh wedding doesn't give you the right to be all arrogant and stuck up just to make your insecure self feel better. Look around and observe. Everyone's malay. Including you. Why are you being all nose-in-the-air-asking-for-special-treatment for?

Third was the music. The bloody irritating INDONESIAN music. Not only can't I understand. The singers can't even do the dialect properly. And well, it was annoying. So yeah, I may be biased against the malay cultural music, this one really annoys the shit out of me.

I'm done ranting. So I told my mum. When I get married, malay music is DEFINITELY a No-No.
And she said, you're gonna do your nikah and you can go off for your honeymoon. No need to be so troublesome.

LOL!

And I guess my mum was pretty random. I told her I was wearing a belt today coz the pants are loose so I can't eat a lot or I'll feel bloated.

Mum: Oh okay. Btw, do you know what the number zero said to number eight?
Me: Uhhhh. No?
Mum: Zero said "You so fat still want to wear belt." *laugh by herself*
*Silence and a blank stare from me*
Me: (Finally getting it) OH. -____________________-