Aunt roused me forcefully from my slumber. Apparently, we're going bowling. Fine by me. If we weren't doing anything, I'd have just sat my ass on the PC and level my character in the WoW expansion beta.
Then my brother suddenly said he wanted to follow his friend to swimming. Right. It's a SUNDAY. He knew very well what it meant. I told him no. Then he replied to his friend "I can't go, because some PERSON said I cannot." Wow. Don't piss anyone off in the morning. It's bad.
I shouted at him. He started tearing up. Then he put me to his friend's mother. I explained to her nicely how he's also been the trouble maker for Sunday family outings. I even asked her if such outings were commonplace in her family and she only affirmed it. Then he started crying. Geez. Wimp.
Anyway, we took a London cab to some Marine Cove bowling thingy. I helped my lil sis (6 years old) bowl for one round. My first was a strike. Woo. Awesome. Or not. Beginner's luck.
I joined in the next game. I found out I bowl with all the grace and finesse of a truck. Yes, it's true. Got a miserable 31 out of a maximum of 300. Rofl. It's okay if I like style. Pins go down, I'm happy. But I got neither. Way to suck.
Next game. I'm back with a vengeance. I got a new ball. Rawr. Know what sucks? The balls (Shh. You know what I mean.) which have the right-sized thumb hole are too heavy, whereas the ones with perfect weight have holes the size of a pixel. (You KNOW what I mean. Stop laughing. How else can I describe it damnnit.)
Bowled a 81. GO ME. Wrist dying. Color of my thumb went from red to slightly purple. I think I'm handling the ball wrong, but whatever. I had fun. Oh yeah, I listened to music while bowling. Seems to help. Had sixty-something the next game. Not too shabby.
Met up with my other aunt before heading to east coast to cycle. Her baby girl is SOOOO cute. And naughty. Charmaine loves to grab my glasses, drink and phone. Got a short clip of her. Will post when I get back from camp.
Got back home with a headache. Nuuu. Migraine FTL. Panadol time. Peace out.