I swear, I think I'm the ONLY person who can get tangled in embarrassing + difficult situations all in one day.
So, I headed to Johor for my uncle's wedding. He got married to a Chinese and I really love marriages like this. It's the best way to see two separate cultures fuse into one and to know that it's because of incredible love just makes me :'). As usual, as ALL weddings do, I was fascinated and couldn't keep my eyes of the married couple.
But well, let's press the 'BACK' button.
It was Saturday night when we reached the hotel. My aunties called and wanted to take my mum out for supper. According to them, Johor is dangerous so all jewelry should best not be worn. My mum took her rings off and asked me to wear them so she would not misplace them in the room. Me, being me at night, (oblivious and sleepy) laid my fingers on the pillow as she forced two rings onto two separate fingers.
Sophie: Mummy, quite tight la this one.
Mummy: Its okay, it's supposed to fit like that.
Sophie: okay.
And then, I went to sleeep.
Next morning,
Mummy: Sophie, please take the rings off please
Sophie: Okay.
So I skipped into the toilet thinking 'Omg it's going to be such a good day' and I almost fell for it until I tried to take the rings off. The one on my left hand was so freaking tight that even when I used soap,it didn't seem possible. I THOUGHT that was bad until I looked at my right hand and saw my poor pointy finger! It was swollen, bulging and the ring looked like it was suffocating the little thing. Immediately, I ran out "DADDDY MUMMY. THE RINGS ARE STUCK!"
My mummy thought I was paranoid. Okay, maybe I WAS but you can't blame me. My dad took one look at it and said "Okay, worst come to worst, you go for minor surgery. Put you under GA and cut if off". -.- HOW NOT TO FEEL WORRIED?
Hearing that, my mum told my dad not to be paranoid too.
So my dad and I panicked whilst my mum used soap to get the ring of my left hand which finally after much twisting, and "ouch"ing from me, FINALLY came off. But the ring on my pointy on my right..That was going to be a problem.
Kayra : Just don't look at it Sophie.
So I didn't.
We went for Dim Sum and I ate with much difficulties because I couldn't seem to hold the chopsticks well with that swollen finger. Asked the waitress for ice cubes and dipped my finger into the glass. But honestly, I'd never survive some fear factor thing because I couldn't hold my finger in for more than a few seconds. PATHETIC.
And then, me remembering that technology will somehow always give you answers, I fished out my mummy's handphone and went on to surf on google.
"how to remove a ring from a swollen finger"
And I saw these GROSS PICTURES which was probably what my finger would look like if I kept it the ring there any longer.
The best solution, I found out, to take rings off fingers like magic was "WINDEX". A window cleaner famous in America. So,..okay, that was a no go.
The last resort was to cut the ring off, and NOT UNDER A MINOR SURGERY, but just a short trip to a jewelry store would do:)
My mummy and I had 30 minutes to go until the wedding.
Mum:let's go after the wedding.
Sophie: No, we go NOW!
haha.
So we went. Two 'women' on a mission. Walking in the morning hustle and bustle with an aura of unfamiliarity in the air, looking out for a shop with the sign "Goldsmith".
We finally found one but it was still closed. According to the guy in the shop next door, it would open at 10. WAAH, a sigh of relief. 5 minutes to ten.
So we waited.And waited.
until I went to the front and saw a paper plasted on the wall with these evil words that seemed to shove right into my face "Today working hours : 2 to 8 pm".
GRR.
So we carried on and went into a mall and by the love of God, we finally found a shop called "De Gem". It looked kinda classy and reliable too.
It was only when we were in that I realised it was the opening ceremony of the shop, there were VIPs outside and cameras and television screens all over!
But there I was, holding onto my finger which was as red as my blushing cheeks.
THANK GOD, the dudes there were nice. They called their 'sifu' who used pliers and whatnot to take the ring off and I swear, it was quite a tramautic experience. Forcing the cutter in between the ring and my finger just made my finger bulge more and my mum was going "careful careful!", the guy's hand was shaking in fear and all I did was pray and close my eyes until I heard that final "crrrk" sound. The ring was finally cut into two. I opened my eyes in relief till I looked to my right and there was this huge ass camera zooming in and "snap snap snap".
-.-
Their big opening ceremony and I just had to make such an entrance :P haha.
It was quite funny looking back AFTER the ring was off :) Another thing to add to my life adventure list with my mama.
Oh, so we finally made it back to the wedding hall and my mum was delighted because she saw her old addd maths tuition teacher there, Mr. Han. She introduced me to him and ya know, being daughters in public places, we keep a sorta good polite level.
Everything went fine until I decided I needed to apply some gloss on me lips and all that so I dragged Kayra along. She was all chirpy, telling me a story that we absent-minded girls went into the wrong place!
I was busy applying lip gloss, and I swear I saw those men toilet bowls arranged orderly but it STILL didn't cross my mind I was in the men's toilet UNTIL a man came in. A man none other than Mr. Han who just stared at me and then ran off in humiliation.
And WAIT, I in fact STILL was clucking to myself thinkin " Poor man. He's old so he prolly didn't realise".
But I guess God wanted to save me before I was unfortunate enough to see a certain part of a certain male's body because all of a sudden, I saw those toilet bowls again and I was like "KAYRRAAA RUNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!"
-.-!!!
Sigh, how do I get so silly?
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