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About Loss I am watching far too many American serials. So today, I lost my wallet. You see, I was deep in thought as I got onto the bus and equally deep in thought when I got off, pondering seriously on important subjects such as Life and Philosophy. So in my absent-mindedness, I left my wallet on the bus. It was only when I'd got off the bus that I realised what I had done. By which time it was too late since the bus had driven away. Thus left poor and penniless, I had no choice but to resort to a desperate and dangerous option - I phoned Yap, who by the way does not know how to park, to ask for a lift to school!! Dum Dum Dum!! Fortunately, we both reached school safely. But I digress. We will get back to my lost wallet. After school, I tried my luck at the bus interchange. Alas! It was not meant to be! My wallet was not found, and so I had to make a police report. Now this is really the gist of my story. You see, the cutest police officer handled my police report. I'm not kidding. There I was reporting the loss of my wallet, my IC, my matriculation card, my condo passes and farecard and $150, and all I could think of was how cute the officer was. What is wrong with me?! But seriously. The officer was cute. Big, clear eyes. Squarish face shape. Such nice hair - the slightly gelled and ruffled, yet oh-so-neat look. Excellent build, a bit lean, but still remarkable. Oh and did I mention how amazingly good he looked when he furrowed his brow. I'm afraid I spent the whole session discretely checking him out. I'm also afraid he may have realised it too. Oh well. At least it shows that the Police Force trains its people well. But as I was saying, I am watching far too many American serials. I fear that I am beginning to show signs of serious frivolity. hpdeskjette stamped at 6:26 AM with love + + + I promised my Qing Jia to post, so here goes, albeit a little tardy: About Waxing and so on Dear friends, I have a sad piece of news to announce. It is a piece of sorrow that I must relate, but what must be done, must be, and so I shall proceed. Dear friends and loved ones, I am sorry to say but it appears to be that I am getting fat. You see, my face is getting round. Round round as in really round. You know how the moon waxes and wanes? Well my face is exactly like that except that it doesn’t do any waning. It just waxes and waxes and waxes. I looked at myself in the mirror just now. Oh horrors… my face is a perfect sphere. I look like a pearl. And it doesn’t help that I am white. This has not been a good day. I think I may really need to lose weight. I am not happy. *** So below is a conversation between my mother and father that day, after my father brought back various animal-shaped cake-cookies (some pigs, some Merlions and some fish) from a random shop. Mother: [scolding tone] Why didn’t you buy the pig-shaped cookies? Father: They’re all the same. Mother: [purses her lips] Nonsense. The pigs are softer and less sweet and more fluffy? I told you to buy the pigs. Listen to your daughter for what? The fishes are harder and more like cookies in texture. The pigs taste more like kueh. Father: I asked the man at the store, he said they were all made from the same ingredients. Mother: No lah!!! [voice rising] What rubbish. They taste different. And how come you got Merlions? Merlions are smaller than the fish. Father: Is it?! [looks and compares the Merlion to the fish and looks defeated]. Yeah hor… $*&% lah. Aiyah I didn’t check they all look the same. Then what you want me to do? Check them one by one ah? And anyway the man said they’re all made of the same ingredients. Mother: Rubbish!!! [in a very derisive tone] Obviously the man will say that… anyway do you think he really knows what they’re made of? Father: But the man said… Mother: [ripping open one pig and one Merlion, and viciously biting into one then the other] you try it yourself. They obviously taste different. Father: [who was eyeing the pigs and fishes and Merlions greedily anyway, tries both, chews and pauses to think] Yeah hor. But the man at the shop said… Mother: You listen to that man for what?! Anyway when you next go there just go and buy the pigs. Father: [just continues eating] So, I bring you this conversation to put forth three points:
And, since I have character traits of both my father and my mother, I can reasonably conclude that I was NOT picked up from the dustbin as they so claim. hpdeskjette stamped at 9:08 AM with love + + + |