i m back.

well, it wasn't as leisurely as i had thot it would be partially because i haven't been slping well since tt day and the bad dreams followed me all the way over the causeway, nt even sparing naps. and i had thought tt being away would be good n with a little luck, i could shed my skin there and come back as a new snake. but in the end u realise tt sometimes things dun just work in the way u thought it would. and now tt i m back, i realise tt i'm more used to handling it in my hse, my room and my bed. i can be more rational at home.

plus i was living in the groom's house so there was alot to be done. n my sis had to come up with the bright suggestion of gg to fetch the bride tgt which had me waking at 7 in the morning to b the photographer while she was slping soundly cos it was later found out tt her zodiac clashed with the bride's.

then there was a whole lot of strangers in the house the night before, making it really embarrassing for showers cos it was really UNGLAM and they just keep wondering who we were.

and lastly, my aunt who went with us for the dinner was really a NAG but tt wasn't as bad as the kids running ard in the house. when i came back and read sumiko's article on bringing her sister's kids, i totally agreed.

of cos i love kids and i love them loads. but the thing is, i dun really like noisy and rude boys n i m BIAS anyway. they just keep calling u the whole day, badgering for ur hps and other gadgets tt we brought along for the long ride over. imagine FIVE kids calling u all day, fighting for ur attention, pulling ur shirt, dragging u up and down the stairs just cos it's fun, plus a baby crying at the back after pee-ing all over the floor.

if it sounded like i dreaded them, it isn't exactly the case too. now tt i m back, i miss them like crap. my fav girl was pulling my mum's shirt begging her nt to bring me home while we were boarding the cab. it's just tt sometimes, i get oversaturated with noise from THAT aunt, the kids and my sticky sis cos my bro weren't there.

in the end, i came home with a stomach of irritation, unwilling to talk to anyone else.

not tt it's not fun. it really is.