3 fast 3 furious
tonight for the first time in a while we had dinner out as one big happy and--except for junie-quite fat family. we then proceeded across the street to watch reese witherspoon scheme and work her prowess and i was quite reminded of some people i know. mei was text messaging her lover throughout the whole movie which got my mum quite annoyed that she almost confiscated the phone. junie just shrugged her shoulders after the movie and said she had no idea what was going on. a sign of true innocence i guess, when the themes of malice, greed and hunger for power are not apparent/relevant to one. then my dear old pops of course fell asleep at some point and did not for a moment appreciate that he had to watch some women dancing around in fancy garb.
we all had driven separately to dinner. for the ride home, mei abandoned me for my dad's nicer car. jun out of pity conjured up some faith in my town bee and poor mummy rode alone.
by the time i backed out of the lot, my dad had already disappeared from the carpark. man, he had a real head start. my mum, disadvantaged by her bulkier vehicle was still manuvering as i made my way out. this was a race to the finish- and we were determined to win. i floored whatever i could of my town bee, zipping quite speedily all the way to holland road. from my rear mirror i saw my mum behind me turning into cluny and i said to jun, "relax, we will get home before her." but how to beat pops? his car so much faster and he already had the head start. then what surprise--my dad and mei were only a few meters ahead of us along holland rd. so i sped past that darn speed camera and past his german monster and gave my sister a high five. whoopie we're winning!
we kept the lead all the way down sixth ave, but once we turned out onto bukit timah, the race got ugly. my dad unfairly took the lead because his car has the pick-up of a (i dunno what, but something really fast) and he just cruised along the straight track leaving me to bite the dust at a 100kmph and rumbling like everything was going to fall right off.
he pipped me to the finish line by about 200m and i thought, oh well, it's ok, at least i'm not the last. then as i turn into the driveway, i see my mum's car. omg she beat us both.
we all had driven separately to dinner. for the ride home, mei abandoned me for my dad's nicer car. jun out of pity conjured up some faith in my town bee and poor mummy rode alone.
by the time i backed out of the lot, my dad had already disappeared from the carpark. man, he had a real head start. my mum, disadvantaged by her bulkier vehicle was still manuvering as i made my way out. this was a race to the finish- and we were determined to win. i floored whatever i could of my town bee, zipping quite speedily all the way to holland road. from my rear mirror i saw my mum behind me turning into cluny and i said to jun, "relax, we will get home before her." but how to beat pops? his car so much faster and he already had the head start. then what surprise--my dad and mei were only a few meters ahead of us along holland rd. so i sped past that darn speed camera and past his german monster and gave my sister a high five. whoopie we're winning!
we kept the lead all the way down sixth ave, but once we turned out onto bukit timah, the race got ugly. my dad unfairly took the lead because his car has the pick-up of a (i dunno what, but something really fast) and he just cruised along the straight track leaving me to bite the dust at a 100kmph and rumbling like everything was going to fall right off.
he pipped me to the finish line by about 200m and i thought, oh well, it's ok, at least i'm not the last. then as i turn into the driveway, i see my mum's car. omg she beat us both.
posted by jia en at 2:20 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home