The nite of 3/8

9.30pm,I grabbed a magazine,sitting in front of TV.
After a day's tiring waiting and travelling home just for the sake of 'fulfilling rakyat's responsibility',
I'm earger to know how it goes at the end.
My dad, as usual, buzzling non-stopped besides me
but this time i found his nag somehow interesting and funny--
He volunteered drove his friends, my ah ma and aunties for polling
but with 'conditions' that they must vote the same as him
Upon releasing any results that suits his heart
he'll jumped and overjoyed, calling friends and spread the 'good-news'
FYI my dad was a government servant since his 1st job until retired
Despite this it doesn't mean anything when it comes to democracy

10.30pm..11.30pm..
Switching from TV2 to TV3 to TV8,
we finally decided to stay tune on NTV 7
If u watched the same channel as me
I'm sure u'll be entertained by the host guest 'Ms.Honey'--
a plump female that spoke powerfully yet fair enough to be digested

12:30pm..it seems like it takes forever to form the big picture from scratches of puzzle
It was worst than watching Mediacorps Star Awards, where winners only took 2 hours to be announced
So now the dining room only left my dad, and some packs of junk food to accompany him till 330am..

Before i closed the tired eyes of the day,
i heard familiar sounds outside the window
I asked mom,' Isn't that..just now..the sound of..FIREWORKS?!!'
Woww...
A celebration for millions of wonderful women over the world? or
A celebration for a new Malaysia?!

p/s: 本人欲收回之前在《雪之旅》博克的话：“..反正大选即使投给火箭也赢不了...”=p