If I ever wanted to be a rich tai tai (a term given to one who has much leisure time and with lots of money to spend), my aunt Priscilla would be a constant reminder of why I should continue pursuing that dream.
Sentosa Cove
Uncle Henry rented a yacht for her birthday and invited the whole family. At 8 plus we took off from Sentosa Cove. After making a BIG detour from Pulau Hantu (sniffed chemical air from the industrialized island), went for a dip at the Changi beach (got bitten by sea bugs), we finally reached our destination: St John's island.
Being the introvert that I am, I (with my adorable cousin Doreen in tow) went exploring the yacht for my 'spot' a.k.a a corner to emo: note left hand side of picture. Doreen took the right. (St John's island in the background)
After doing a couple of Titanic poses, I started emo-ing, staring at the current (they really do look like a land of greenish-blue aluminium foils!) and Doreen followed suit. She gave up, after a while, in favor of chasing Dawn (a miniature schnauzer) around the yacht.
I was trying to be artistic. T_T
Dawn says hi. Caesar in the background, my aunt's new Husky.
We have established that Caesar is gay, even my aunt says so, he 'kissed' my father when he was sleeping and only licked the males. My sister claimed that Gay Dogs do exist and despite being a Gay Rights activist, I'm mildly disturbed. Gay rights for dogs?
And this is your beta-minus female Australian Husky.
April is probably the most spoiled and lucky dog on the entire universe seeing as to how her daily meals include fresh salmon. Note the word fresh.
April is a bipolar opposite of Dawn and Caesar, she wouldn't play/move/interact with anyone but my aunt. She's a real beauty alright. They often say that dogs look like their owners, IT'S TRUE.
April does a yawning pose.
The day fails us, I actually took a couple of snapshots of the sunset (before the clouds happily came in and obscured the beautiful skyline) and this turned out the best.
A very romantic evening, don't you think. ;)
I have learned that my dad has a deprived childhood. He was so obsessed with fishing that he forgo smoked salmon for tiny fishes that can't be eaten.
Me: Dad, just take off the hook and toss it back into the sea, quick! Dad: (struggles with the hook) Woah..look at this...it's only hooked at the sides! Me: Ok Dad, can you quickly pick it up...(stares at Dad in horror) ALL: NOT WITH YOUR HANDS! Dad: It's already dead! *tosses it anyway and fish swims away* Dad: Ohhhhhh....
Dad: Just tilt it a bit (reels in the line), you can feel it...a little jolt on the string...slowly, very slowly now...pull a little... Me: (tilts, waits, and feels a little tug) I FEEL SOMETHING!!! Dad: (excited, excited) *quickly reels in the string* Me: (excited, excited!) Dad: *pulls* Me: Ohhh.... *stares at the empty hook* I felt something! (in defensive tone) Dad: The bait's gone, we lost the fish. Me: How was I suppose to differentiate between a tug from the current and a fish bite?
I have also learned that despite my uncle's Vice Presidency in his company he knows nothing about the Singapore education.
Uncle Henry: So Rain, what's your current education level? Me: Oh uhm, I'm in JC 2 now. (has mentioned it twice now) Uncle Henry: (in profound contemplation) A few seconds later... Uncle Henry: Okay...that tells me nothing...(moves on to the next person) Darren, what about you? Darren: Er, I'm in 2D. Uncle Henry: (looks even more perplexed) What is that? 2-D you say?