No wonder.
So we made plans for the trip back, my bro and I. After everything’s settled and some kind of convincing on my side, I’m driving to his place and we’ll go back together. Then we said our goodbyes but only for me to call him again in 5 mins to say “hei, have u told ma about this?”.
“hah? That wan…… no need laa………or……….you go and call la…” was what he answered.
Well yeah, ok….. so I called her, she missed it and called back soon enough. And the terror begun.
me: hiye, ma. We’re coming back tomorrow night, after ko(bro) gets off work.
mrs. lee: oh, so he’s going down to pick you up ah?
me: err…..(hesitates, because in truth, I’m gonna go pick him up cos for him to come down to kajang would be time wasting, petrol wasting and makes no sense. But to my parents, me driving alone out of my safe radius of 10 km from campus is a big No-No.)……….err…….I’m gonna pick him up.
mrs. lee: what? you drive there ah? Are you sure?Can you get there? Do you know the way?
me: yeah, it’ll be alright. It sholud be fine, don’t worry.
mrs. lee: So, ko will leave his car there? Eh, no lah….. maybe I should ask Pa to call Ko to talk to him. Ask him to go pick you up.
me: No! It’ll be fine, don’t worry…… I’ll ask him to park the car nicely and all……I’m fine, I can drive there la….. but we’ll be back quite late la.
mrs. lee: well, yeah….(unconvinced)…..and there’s the traffic jam and all. Everybody’s going to balik You all be careful k…..
me: Ok. Don’t worry about it……
(and then I quickly changed the subject to something safer like what color of panties not to buy me.)
At this point, I don’t know what will happen to our little plan. But according to my experiences, it will usually end up like this:
She WILL call my dad and my dad will ORDER my bro to come and get me. And we’ll end up spending and hour’s time just driving around Klang valley and not spending it to go back.
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true enough, as I was typing out the last sentence, my bro called and he’s coming down to pick me up. -_-”
I just want to stab myself for being such an idiot. Yearghhh!!
Why did I call????????
why?????
It’s so much easier just to show up at the gate and shout “ma!!I’m home~~~”
Then everybody would be bloody happy.
