Wednesday, November 10, 2004

invasion of the petites.

My mum and my cousin, Melody, will be in London tomorrow. Yep, so it's back to Singapore-the-land-of-skinny-farts, where my GIANT mode will be activated in the presence of my miniscule relatives. They're tiny, ok? T-I-N-Y.

(Cher and Euge>> they're as petite as the two of you!! My cousin's even smaller if that's possible.)

As I was telling someone, I'm absolutely drunk with anticipation from their impending arrival. I'm really really thrilled, cuz this means the following scenarios will take place in the next few days:

[#1] Mum-meets-friends

Mum: (cooing) "Lynnnnneee lynnnnne!!! Mummy misses you sooooo much!!! Are these all your friends?? Wahhhh they're soooooo pre-eeee-ttyyyy!! Wow all of you are so clever!!! You all must take care of my Lynne Lynne okay?"

If this was a manga, I can imagine all the faces of the Canterbury Hall gang, with the customary 'sweatdrops' drawn next to them. And a few "wtf?!" faces.

Note to myself: remember to bring a brown paper bag to cover my head.

[#2] Mum-unleashed-in-Oxford-Street

Mum: (cooing) "Lynnneeeee lynnnnne!!! Don't walk so fast, don't walk so fast!! Why is everyone walking so fast?? Aiyoh, so crowded. Ehhhhhh where are we? Lynnnne lynnne!! Don't walk too far without Muuummmmy!!!! Lynnne lynnne!!!"

Five min later:

Mum: (cooing) "Lynnnneee lynnnnne!! Mummy is tired already, let's go home now okay Lynnnne lynnnee?"

.....

[#3] Mum's-virgin-foray-into-rm-326

Mum: (horrified) "Lynnnne lynnneeee... How can you be so untidy?? You're a girl you know!! Aiyoh!! Why are all your clothes everywhere? Fold them properly now!!! Why do you have so much junk food? I told you that you cannot eat supper already!! Aiyohhh my poor Lynne Lynne is living in such a pigsty.. Aiyoh my Lynnnnne lynneeeeee..."

And I'm not exaggerating. My mum is REALLY like this. (Right, Jing?) Omg she's going to drive me NUTS.

But don't get me wrong: I love my Mum loads and loads and loads, but sometimes, even the people you love dearly just get on your nerves.

I know I oughta be happy that my Mum and Mel are coming down to see me. I am, I really am. But I can't help feeling a sense of trepidation. My anxiety probably stems from the fear of my two distinct worlds overlapping. For pple studying overseas, you know how it is: you lead separate lives in SG and UK. Different seasons, different clothes (who the hell wears winter clothes in SG?) etc etc = different lifestyle.

(When you're in SG, UK seems like a dream. When you're in UK, SG seems like an absolute nightmare.)

It's only natural to keep your lives in SG and UK independent of each other. Having characters and figures from one life enter the other? *shudders* Just like playing Debussy and Usher simultaneously: the result is chaotic, and simply, a mess.

The collision between the opposing polarities, is going to be unsettling. I can feel it right down to my toenails.

On the other hand, I do miss my Mum and Mel tons, so it's gonna be awesome seeing them again. I love them so much!!! And I really, really adore them. This also means unlimited shopping sprees, uninhibited girl talk, and lots of fun! I wish my sister would be here too, but that poor dear has O levels to sit for. (Meimei>> That was so, *tosses hair*, 1999. Haha.)

And so, it's 18hrs to the chillipadis' descent onto London soil:

Let the countdown begin!

chillipadi - small but fiery, do NOT underestimate.
Definition reprinted w permission from 'Lynne's Dummy Guide to Singlish', (Blogspot Press, London, 2004).

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