loose lipped
11/05/2008
My maternal side of the family is incredibly large. Their contribution to the the family name is so large, it’s one of the most common surnames in the world.
Ok. I exaggerate.
But anyway. I met Cousin K when he flew into town last weekend. I told him about Cousin S. Who’s having a baby. Cousin K went back and told his dad, who met my Cousin S over this weekend, and asked her about it. Meanwhile, I’m talking to Cousin M, hehe, who’s getting filled in on both cousins. So Cousin S is now on IM asking me if I met Cousin K, and when, and how. And Cousin M is finding out snippets of information that will probably get traced back to me because he’s going to yap when he goes back to SG later in May. Information is my weapon, and I wield it flippantly.
This is the bit that’s funny, I guess. The family is so large, and we hardly talk. But when I left the island, I started to get back in touch with my cousins. On IM. On Facebook. On VoIP. It’s strange and surreal.
And it feels all so familial.
Lessons in life: word gets around, and super quickly, where family is concerned. 
