Me: YES. That one *smirk* But you *shhhh la! SAY SO LOUD WANNA DIE IS IT? If mommy hears, she will nag me.
Bro: Miiiiiii.... che che is going to .... (voice trailing off) *Ouch* Don't pinch me lah!


Meanwhile at the dining table, during lunch.


Mom: Why go Bali? Nice meh?
Me: Of coz lah. Beaches :D
Bro: Yeaaa, beaches where terrorists love to bomb.
Me: *Glare* Ahem. I thought we both agreed to *shhh about it?
Mom: *Shhh about what?
Bro: Che Che doesn't want you to know that she is going to a terrorist-infested area.
Mom: Aiyo, you think mommy stupid is it?
Me: *Eyes wide in disbelief* YOU KNOW? (never thought my mom would pay attention to news as such when she reads the papers)
Mom: Of cos I know. I read the papers you know.
Me: Then... then... how come... how come you never stop me from going?
Mom: You so stubborn. Nag you 1 million times also you won't listen lar.


(In my head: Yeah true also)


*Pause*


Mom: But go lar, have fun. Just be careful and take good care of yourself.


I SO LOVE MY MOMMY AT THAT MOMENT K.
IT'S LIKE... "MI, YOU CAN NAG ME EVERY SINGLE DAY FOR ONE WHOLE MONTH AND I WOULD STILL LOVE YOU!"