I was in Singapore.
As I haven't gone through the checkpoint in years, I had forgotten this tiny fact that I can no longer breeze through Singapore customs. So there I was, waiting and texting friends telling them I will be fashionably late due to the fantastic morning crawl. I suppose that was what my classmates had to endure 17 years ago when we crossed national borders in the early mornings for school. With a map (in the bag) and my mum's ezlink pass, just as I was about to get on the bus heading Kranji MRT, mum, gave a call;
"Are you in Singapore yet? Call us if there is anything! Call us!!!"
Mum did the exact thing when I was in China.
"Are you in China yet? Call us if there is anything! Call us!!!"
That wasn't the only thing. I spent a huge bulk of my time going places with friends in China, and mum knowing this, specifically said;
"Stick with your friends. Don't stray away!"
True enough, mum said the same thing too while I was in Singapore. After all those years, I figured it was quite cute of mum to worry about me even though I am certainly no longer that little girl who was once upon a time petrified of her own shadow. So I tried to console mum over the phone, as how I often did whenever mum starts questioning who I'm with and where I'm at. And mum, being mum, probed further when it came to the juicy bits (under her definition).
"Who's the guy? Do I know him? What is his number? Are you sure he is a good person? Is he there? Can I speak to him? Do you need your father to speak to him?"
Mum, and her cute antics.
2.40pm Malaysian Time