In an email to a friend, I wrote, "Wahlau eh, everyone so grown up one." [I can speak Manglish (Malaysian English) with the best of them.] "So embarassing-lah!"

It's embarassing because I'm not in the least grown up. I only pretend to be.

Darren and I were bouncing on the mini-trampoline a few days ago, having our own brand of fun, speaking in our own specific language. "Bounce, tap, tap. Tap, tap, bounce."

Dad, who was reading the paper, suddenly said, "Woi. You still a little girl-kah?!"

I laughed and said, "Why, cannot-kah?"

"Your sister has gone bonkers, " said Denning to Darren. "What is 'bounce, tap, tap'?!"

Darren got self-conscious and hopped off the trampoline, leaving me to bounce alone.

Party pooper.