How now brown cow?
I am crazy! Only a day of not updating this blog and I have already begun to miss its presence! It feels like a huge part of my life is missing. Last night I woke up in the middle of sleep to find both hands jutted out in front of me wriggling at the rate of 5km/sec.
Me: W-What are you doing?
Fingers: IS CURRENTLY TYPING A BLOG, DO NOT DISTURB.
That is just a metaphor, do not believe everything I say.
Yesterday I attended a Muslim wedding lunch of my lecturer's, and it was a nice, quiet event with awesome food and lots of pretty decorations. I wish badly to say, "here's the photo!" but I didn't take any (regrets!) and wouldn't like to publicise what's obviously a private affair.
The main gist of it was that I went there, sat down, attempted conversation and ate.
It was a private lunch mainly for people of our course, but I was disappointed that half of my friends didn't go (probably convinced that the other half didn't) meaning that I attempted little conversation and ate more than I bargained for. (Not a lot.)
I also stared at people.
Victims: W-What are you doing?
Me: IS CURRENTLY STARING AT YOU, DO NOT DISTURB.
While at the end of the day I do wish that I could have seen the wedding, it was a good experience to take home with. :) What's fascinating is how even in a city relatively young with little history there are traditions to be kept and customs to be retained. eg. Eggs on plants to symbolise fertility, Malay traditional costumes, etc.
Someday I would like to earn lots of money and travel around the world.
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I don't like waking up in the mornings.
Don't get me wrong. I love mornings. I love what you get out of them, I love how much you can accomplish, I love the nice, cool breeze and the nice, warm sunlight, I love how energised it makes you feel, I love the little old ladies doing tai-chi downstairs my house... etc. What I'm not fond of, however, is taking part in the affair. Which is to say: bad sinus, bad cold, bad gastric pain, bad coughs and sometimes bad diarrhoea.
Sometimes my mother tries to call me out for breakfast and discovers me missing.
Mother *peers under bed*: COME OUT, COME OUT, WHEREVER YOU ARE!
Me: Is currently in the toilet, do not disturb...!?
So yes, if you ever intend to call/talk to me, please don't ever do so in the morning. o_o
Me: W-What are you doing?
Fingers: IS CURRENTLY TYPING A BLOG, DO NOT DISTURB.
That is just a metaphor, do not believe everything I say.
Yesterday I attended a Muslim wedding lunch of my lecturer's, and it was a nice, quiet event with awesome food and lots of pretty decorations. I wish badly to say, "here's the photo!" but I didn't take any (regrets!) and wouldn't like to publicise what's obviously a private affair.
The main gist of it was that I went there, sat down, attempted conversation and ate.
It was a private lunch mainly for people of our course, but I was disappointed that half of my friends didn't go (probably convinced that the other half didn't) meaning that I attempted little conversation and ate more than I bargained for. (Not a lot.)
I also stared at people.
Victims: W-What are you doing?
Me: IS CURRENTLY STARING AT YOU, DO NOT DISTURB.
While at the end of the day I do wish that I could have seen the wedding, it was a good experience to take home with. :) What's fascinating is how even in a city relatively young with little history there are traditions to be kept and customs to be retained. eg. Eggs on plants to symbolise fertility, Malay traditional costumes, etc.
Someday I would like to earn lots of money and travel around the world.
-
I don't like waking up in the mornings.
Don't get me wrong. I love mornings. I love what you get out of them, I love how much you can accomplish, I love the nice, cool breeze and the nice, warm sunlight, I love how energised it makes you feel, I love the little old ladies doing tai-chi downstairs my house... etc. What I'm not fond of, however, is taking part in the affair. Which is to say: bad sinus, bad cold, bad gastric pain, bad coughs and sometimes bad diarrhoea.
Sometimes my mother tries to call me out for breakfast and discovers me missing.
Mother *peers under bed*: COME OUT, COME OUT, WHEREVER YOU ARE!
Me: Is currently in the toilet, do not disturb...!?
So yes, if you ever intend to call/talk to me, please don't ever do so in the morning. o_o
posted by xinleh at
5:07 PM
3 Comments:
Yes you are absolutely right. Vic asked me if I wanted to go, then i asked her if she was, but she had already boiled herself 2 eggs and was more interested in her eggs than his wedding haha. That and it's freaking far for me (i think, was it at woodlands or a somewhere else?) and I had other plans :D WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME YOU WERE GOING! lol
LOL.
I THOUGHT Vic was going (which means you and the others were too) and it was sort of a last min decision that I went. So imagine how surprised I was not to see you guys there, and that only 4-5 people from our class came.
:(
I asked Vic who was going. She came with nothing but one reply;
Yong Da
I figured, I should save him of his sanity and not go to the wedding after all lol. nvm, we'll have a good time this Sat :)
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