Dysfuntioning and Horrible.

I am currently in Ipoh using my cousin brother's laptop to come online. Just an hour ago, I used my other cousin brother's iPhone to go online as well. Not bad I'd say. :D Anyways, I am here to blog about my dysfunctional family and why I hate them sometimes.

Imagine this. My grandmother, who is 86 years old, is a person who can barely recognise all 7 of her own kids let alone her 6 stepchildren and 50 over grandchildren and a couple of great grandchildren. You'd think that a family this big would be a happy one. But no. I detest most of them. Especially cousins who have fallen apart from their best-friends-forever-kiddy-days and who think they are so high and mighty that they look down on you. -__- Whatever.

But I pity my grandmother the most. The thing is, she's 86 and like I said in the paragraph above, can barely remember everyone in the family. Don't get me wrong. I love my grandmother. But I feel that her children only threw her this birthday party(that's just me) just so they could show off to the entire world how rich they are. Pfftt. I don't see the point there. Do you? She was probably so afraid of all the flashing lights from the fancy cameras of cameramen who my aunties have hired to tape the entire event, and the banging and clanging of cymbals from the dragon dance and lion dance. And yet, nobody bothered. As a matter of fact, my sister told me later on that after all her beloved grandchildren and great grandchildren took their red packets, nobody bothered about her anymore. She was left there sitting all alone and looking lost.

And then, another reason I hate coming back to Ipoh is because everytime any of my aunties lay their eyes on me, they go complaining on how skinny I'm becoming. Why oh why. I can't help looking skinny can I? -___- Mofo. It's not my fault.

Every event it's the same. Every Chinese New Year, it's the same. God. I love(not) my family. But too much is too much.

Even though I hate coming back for events like these, I still take pictures. More out of obligation than desire I assure you. Pictures will be up next time or maybe not. Maybe in Facebook la. Thank Dunhill for like-minded cousins like me who think that it is absolutely ridiculous to throw over-the-top birthday parties and how materialistic everyone in the family is.

Whatever happened to good ol' birthday parties at home, surrounded by your loved ones singing 'Happy Birthday'?