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Thus the curtains for today has drawn itself to a close. Dinner with my cousins have never been, well let's just say a pleasant experience. The hidden undercurrents of politics between my mom and aunt, surfaced itself today. With my naggy mother, harping away at how my aunt doesn't leave us alone, if we don't make a move. Going on about how my brother has to make a prayer to a superior being, and it has to be done by midnight. All these coming in only during the conclusion of the extremely awkward dinner.

Whilst I sat between my younger brother and my cousin, Gerad(or Jared, I don't know how to spell his name, sadly). The realization that none of us have anything common topic of interest. One still going through the angst of a teenager, one starting work for 6 months, I myself still undergoing a course to obtain my diploma. It takes a person who's very good at social events such as this, to break the ice. I even overheard my younger cousin mention something about icebreakers. Awkward much?

My nightmares weren't over. Food theme of tonight's dinner-Seafood. Sounds awesome to the rest of you. Things weren't so simple for me. I grew up never liking seafood. Stingray is probably the only other seafood apart from fish I've eaten. Crab, crayfish, lobster, all out of the window. I never liked them. Some things have changed, I rose up to the challenge of eating prawns. I aim to eat crab, and subsequently the rest of the seafood category. It's either that, or my significant other will lose out when it comes to seafood. I have to stomach my way through this.

Barely halfway through the 9 course meal, the arduous meal finally got to me when I simply couldn't eat any more. I was full. There and then, it hit me that I haven't really been able to eat as much as I used to. My capacity to eat was shrinking but my capability to grow horizontally didn't go hand in hand with each other. I am growing fatter, slowly but gradually. The effects of this, is becoming evident! Yet my remedy of running in the mornings, have yet to show the desired results. I weep for myself!

In the car after the gastronomical ordeal, I plugged my earphones in to avoid having to hearing my mother yapping away about how she has been delayed even by 5 minutes. Being an adult seems to be so torturous with this events that occur annually.

But whee, soft landing. "piak"