wake me up when march rolls in

Been back home for two weeks already, but it feels like months. Moolah rapidly running out due to the everyday trips made to Orchard Road. Huge on big brands right now. Must have been greatly influenced by Sis. Girls on paychecks were giving out free hugs the other day along Orchard Road shortly before Christmas. One approached Sis and said, 'Can I give you a hug?' but was promptly rejected and went to mend her broken heart by lamenting to fellow colleagues.

And am currently battling rashes outbreak. So much for doctor's medication, boo =(

And so 2008 has been a year of constant flying (literally, in the air). And another overseas trip is on my calendar for the month of Jan. So not looking forward to it. New year. Family gatherings. Which is sucky, considering there is no family to speak of in the beginning. Unless the equation of family equals to betrayal, bitching and gossiping. Dad refuses to let me remain the hermit crab I am, and so my fate is sealed. Sixteen people. Three Days. I wonder what interesting things will happen. The bitching has already started even before the trip has begun. Too many fragile egos to handle???

Ever since the passing away of both our grandparents, everyone has been trying to keep the tapestry of kinship together, desperately tucking away loosened threads, sewing, mending...but it just keeps getting worse, why don't they give up already? It was Grandma's wish for our family to remain intact even after her passing. And even though that is the excuse hanging on Dad's lips, I know he feels the same way I do. I don't consider putting any efforts, neither am I at all interested in maintaining any sort of relationship. Why should I with aunts who gossip and bitch behind our backs, and show their fake plasticky smiles in front of us. And to consider the things they said behind our backs when Sis and I was in Oz.

Hello, adults? It's time to Grow up please.

Blood is thicker than water? Oh, I so doubt it.