1 Wedding, 1 Dinner, 1 Dog and 1 Decision…

Today is my cousins wedding, we were friends since birth and we grew up together in Malacca. Mark has always been the one to stay out of trouble and I was always getting him into trouble. He is a fun and dear cousin to me.

When I left Malacca to live in KL we grew apart from each other but we were still close. I use to go back to my home town every month to visit my relatives and we would always meet up. These past 5 years I was so caught up in my life and friends I seldom went back to visit. I was supposed to attend the wedding today, but unfortunately I have a bigger responsibility… Oscar!. There was no one to look after him due to the long weekend, my neighbors are not around ,my aunty had plans to spend the weekend in Genting Highlands and all the pet care centers are full. I couldn’t take him to Malacca coz he gets car sick and my sisters house does not have a fence yet due to some renovations. I had no choice but to stay here with this naughty little dog that bites me all the time.

Anyway, I haven’t called my sister yet to see how the wedding ceremony went… I’m sure it was lovely and I bet they are having a great time at the reception dinner. Emm the food, free flow of beer, live band and dancing till 3am. Knowing how the Eurasian families love attending parties and weddings… it’s going to be a night to remember. Tomorrow there will be another dinner reception similar to this one but only for family members from both sides. Honestly, I’ve never met his fiancé before. I know she is related to my brother-in-law’s side of the family. Anyway I hope they live a very happy life and raise a good family. I hope to see Mark and his wife soon.

My mother went back to Malacca yesterday. I manage to get her on the 8.30pm bus. All the tickets were sold out until Saturday evening. I bought the ticket at 6pm… we waited 2 and a half hours.. damm it was so hot and crowded. My mother and I had a nice chat with a man who was sitting next to us, he served the navy for 21 years and currently based in Lumut. His name is Jeffery, 41 years old married with 5 children. He was born in Sarawak, the 10th of 16 brothers and sisters…heheh amazing! Both his parents are sill alive and well in Sarawak. He was heading back home to see his wife and children, he manage to buy his ticket from a lady who decided to cancel her trip to Johor. He said he was very lucky to get that ticket otherwise he would be stranded in Pudu Raya until Saturday afternoon. He was so happy to tell us all about himself and his family, even though he was a stranger to us but we felt happy for him too.

Anyway, Once I got my mother on the bus, I waited for Vadai, Chris and angle. They planed to go out for dinner and they were nice enough to invite me… I had a nice time with them.. I always do. They are the best kind of friends to have. After dinner we drove back to PuduRaya to get my car then we went to Vadai’s place for some hot Milo… heheh He makes the best Milo :o) I stayed for a while then made my way back home… the traffic jam was crazy everyone was going back to their home towns I guess. My mother arrived in Malacca at 11.20pm she says the jam was all the way up to Ayer Keroh. It was pretty bad.

I took a long shower when I got back… washed my straighten hair that still had that cream smell. I chat on IRC for a while then went to bed. I was restless… I stayed up thinking about what I’m going to do with myself. My mind was full of decisions to make, some of it was made not because I wanted to but I had to. I figured I can’t go on waiting for someone who doesn’t even care. I know I will live to regret it but I have no choice. I don’t want to be hurt anymore, in order not to be hurt I choose to be alone for now. I still have my family, my trusted friends and my dog to love. All I can do now is wish for the best and just continue living until my time ends.

Until my next blog entry… adios