On Family on Friends

If you've been following the blog long enough, you'd have known that my Mum knows all my friends. From school that is. She knows where they live, she knows who I hang out with the most, and she knows how they look like.

After I entered university, she still knows who are the ones in my brotherhood. The ones I live with when I was staying out of campus last year. Even treated them to dinner before too. And when the brotherhood visited the land of hornbill last year, they put up at my place, so literally, she lived with them too! >.<

The thing is, I have more friends than just the brotherhood after I embarked on my university journey in KL. The closer ones she'll still know. The ones I have mentioned before. Like whoever's girlfriend, the lab mates, the super viva distinction students, the group members and so on.

But then, I have friends whom I met online. Which is SO SO SO not what she'd need to know. So naturally, she doesn't know who they are. More often than not, I had to lie her I was with friends that she doesn't know when I went out with these friends, especially guys who have preference for guys.

So when we saw one while going up the elevator in KLCC last weekend, I knew that they, as in Mum and Sis, will 'interogate' me. We were on our way to the ground floor when the pharmacist and his other half was coming down on the other side of the elevator. Been a while since I meet up with these people, so I just hold up my hand and gave a wave. Partner saw me and told the pharmacist, and he was waving. And he made hand signs asking whether I was alone. Mum already saw him waving at me so I had to point at Mum and Sis who was standing a few steps behind me.

Mum: Your friend?
Me: Yeah.
Mum: From school?
Me: He's a pharmacist.
Mum: Oh... no wonder he looks older than you.

But at least she wasn't like how she was when I was in secondary school, asking about the parents or where they stay or how's their result or if they talk in class... I would've expected her to ask what's his name, but she didn't. To my relief, I didn't have to tell her that I met them on the net. Which, based on my past history, was not something she'd ever want to happen ever again.

But when sis asked,

Sis: He looks familiar.

I was stunned. Does she know that I pretended I don't know she thought I didn't know what she thinks?