She speaks. Or rather, she writes.

Well well welll…

I have been remiss in writing down history as it happens.. But fear not, Azlina the writing monster is back.. And I am typing with perfect English so those very minute percentage of people who cannot understand internet language will read upon my ponderings with relative ease.

Lets start with the 4th of July celebrations.. We went to the mini ‘parade’ this little town had (a lot like what you would see in Stars Hollow in Gilmore Girls) and had the usuals : weird people with weird behaviours (Kirk-ish behaviour like); clowns; old people desperately clinging to old times, ‘beauty’ peagents and above all, a whole lot of candy throwing.

The Olden women ~ they said it was something to think about.. 50 years ago that’s how the women were here in the states; all covered up.. 50 years from now how will the women in Malaysia be??

The clowns

Later we trailed behind the parade and when to Washington park where they gave us free ice- creams for us to sit and endure the performances by overeager and overexcited young singers>> they didn’t bribe us enough though :) On the way home all Malaysians started singing our National Anthem and all our patriotic songs instead>> Missing home i guess :)

Overeager kids slowly killing me..

That evening we went to the I Love America celebration.. The show in the evening were boring at best..And the bright sunlight just made you want to shoot yourself dead.. But the fireworks at night more than made up for it. Spectacular coordination between the fireworks in the sky and the symphony on stage, it was a blissful 30 minutes. But the subsequent hour was pure torture where you had to wait in line to get out of the place.. A whole lot of cars.. Apparently the count was close to 13K people.. I think

They probably had hundred of rows like this one..

After that we went with a friend to light our own fireworks!! Since it’s legal here, you somehow don’t think of blown up fingers and crippled faces as much as you would back home.. And before that sometime in the evening we had a barbeque in Rachel’s house (Drury SIFE member). Apparently we were all such fun to have around, we earned ourselves another invitation!! HAahahahah.. Don’t I feel special :)

Thats us being little kids! Boy I hope we didn’t give the impression of having had a deprived childhood! :)