Saturday, December 26, 2009

When In Tokyo.

Let me describe my trip using an extremely intellectual method.

JAPAN = Complete AWESOMENESS

Okay so I was sick for about half of the trip, but it was the 1st half, and we went on tour during that period so I don't really think it's a cause for complains. Now to blog out every single significant detail would be complete utter madness.

MENOPAUSE. It's not deadly enough to kill.

I'm praying so hard she doesn't see this.

Most women nearing the age of 50 contract some horrible incurable disease known as Menopause. My darling Mother is no exception. Now I love my Mom, unfortunately she's been driving me and my Brother bananas with her emotional constipation!

In Japan, I lost count of the number of times my Mom got upset with us.

We were queuing up for a ride, Thunderbolt I think, it was so awesome, when my Mom started nagging at us again. Me and my Brother, we were being really good natured about it, we took in all her criticism, we even joked back with her! So I said, "See Mummy, this is why we love Daddy more than you!" She even laughed and continued kidding around with us, we thought it was all good. Who knew she'd cry and tattle tale to my Dad?! Okay. So it was tactless of me to say that, but I was only joking!!! Kids can't actually choose who they love more! It's like asking whether a zebra is black with white stripes or white with black stripes, or which one came 1st, the chicken or the egg? You just don't have an answer.

So anyway, the next morning during breakfast, my Mom was all quiet and if you know her, she never shuts up, so for her to open her mouth only to put food in was really odd. When she went to get seconds, my Dad told us she was crying so badly last night cause we don't appreciate her at all, and that we said we loved her more than him. My Dad wasn't stern, he was actually amused. He said we needed to apologise to her.

When my Mom sat back down, I told my Brother to follow me. Now my extremely intelligent Brother listens to me all the time, he's really obedient. The scenario went more or less something like this.

I stood up.

Hot Babe : Eh let's go get tea.
Moron : For what? I've got juice.
Hot Babe : You need tea in your system. It's good for you.
Moron : I don't want.
Hot Babe : Just get up and get some tea with me you idiot.
Moron : Okay.

He stood up too and followed me to the drinks section of the buffet. I got 2 packets of tea and 2 cups, complete with saucers. I started making tea.

- Translated from Cantonese -

Hot Babe : We're giving Mummy tea.
Moron : Huh?
Hot Babe : We're giving Mummy tea.
Moron : For what?
Hot Babe : Her face is so black. We're apologising to her with tea.
Moron : Oh. Haha. Okay.

After planning out what to say, he carried 1 saucer, and I carried the other. We stood next to her, bowed, and said...

- Translated from Cantonese -

Hot Babe & Moron : Mummy we're so sorry! Please forgive us! We wouldn't ever do it again. We love you so much. Please forgive us!!!

My entire family burst out laughing and that was the end of it, all was forgiven! I simply love happy endings!

I actually caught my Mom being angry on film. We were queuing up yet again for some ride. My Dad was being his usual comical self. LOL.



I'm not really sure what he was trying too do.

Lost in Takashimaya at 19.

There were many exciting things that happened when we were in Tokyo. One of the highlights was probably me getting lost. This was after the tour ended, when we were on our own.
It's not that I'm an idiot, the place was huge. If you thought the Takashimaya in Singapore was big, you are dead wrong. Shinjuku's Takashimaya has 14 stories. So really, it's not that hard to get seperated from your family.

There's this shop there called Tokyo Hands, it's like an awesome version of a DIY shop. They sell really cute and wierd stuff. So it's really easy to find something awesome and forget about the rest of the world.

After awhile, I started looking for my family, unfotunately, they were no where in sight. So I went to the bathroom on that level and called for my Mom. Nobody answered. The Japanese people kept looking at me like I was an alien.

I wasn't panicky, I was just really annoyed. Didn't they realise they're one and only precious daughter was missing? How could they leave the floor without checking whether I was with them first?! So I just put on my ipod and waited by the escalator thinking they'd come dashing up or down looking for me.

After 16 Super Junior songs, I was still standing there. I was sorely tempted to walk around on my own, after all I knew how to get back by train. My hotel was in Ginza, it was a totally different city from where I was. Then I thought about how much trouble I would be in if they got back and found me at the hotel after all they're hassle. So I kept my ipod and started looking for the information counter.

Service in Japan is really excellent! No one at the information counter could speak English, so they got me my very own translator! I felt so important!!! The guy was almost cute, but maybe I was just deprived of hot guys, so I didn't want to look stupid by telling him, "Hi I'm lost and I need to find my Mummy." I went for the role of mature-hot-girl-who's-not-at-all-concerned-about-being-lost.

Hot Babe : Hi, I got seperated from my family. Is it possible to make an announcement and ask them to meet me here?
Almost Cute Guy : Sure. Could I have your name and your family members' name?
Hot Babe : My name's Cassandra Yeow. My Dad's name is Yeow Sze Wei, my Mom is Yvonne Yeow and my little bother is Kenneth Yeow

After spelling out the names for him.

Almost Cute Guy : Is it alright if I just read out your parents' names?
Hot Babe : Could you please do my brother's ine as well? I'm afraid we all got seperated so...
Almost Cute Guy : Oh of course. I understand.

See how I made it sound like they were the ones who were lost, and not me? It's pure genius!

Hot Babe : Do I have to make the announcement myself? It'll be really troublesome if they pronounce it wrongly.
Almost Cute Guy : No worries, I'll be doing it. It'll take about 15mins for me to make the announcement.
Hot Babe : Oh okay. Thank you so much.
Almost Cute Guy : Don't mention it.

And he was off. It really did take 15mins. I didn't see him again cause my close to tears Mother and silly Brother came flying down the escalator and I had to leave with them. I told the girls at the information counter to thank him, but I don't think they understood me. They just smiled idiotically. I don't know where they get all the enthusiasm.

Later on I asked everyone if they were worried about me.

Unconcerned Father's reaction:

He said he wasn't worried, he knew I was old enough to take care of myself. He was just as annoyed as I was cause his leg was hurting and his wife dragged him around looking for they're lost child. Smart guy, I probably got my brains from him.

Overly Dramatic Mother's reaction:

"Of course I was worried sick about you! I thought I lost my daughter!" Then she started nagging at me again. How typical of her.

Extremely Blur Grandmother's reaction:

"Of course worried la!" Then she said something about me almost being kidnapped and sold for prostitution. Actually I don't think she knew what was really going on when I was, for lack of a better word, lost.

Stupid Little Brother's Reaction:

Alongside my Dad, he was making fun of my Mom bulldozing everything out of her way to find her kid. He kept saying he wasn't worried at all, but I caught his expression when he saw me at the information counter. Haha. That idiot was probably more worried than my Mother.

It's actually really funny, but I guess you'll have to be in my shoes to really get it. My Mom watched me like a hawk after that. It was annoying, but there wasn't anything I could do about it.

There were lots of other awesome things that happened during the trip, but I can't remember them for now. I'll blog about them when I do, alongside a couple of pictures. I miss Japan, but I'm glad to be back. The cold was killing me and I think I put on about 10kg on the trip. All I did was eat and sleep.

I'm definitely going back.

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