Plans for tonight.
I’m torn between two
1. Watching fireworks at PICC
2. Olympic closing ceremony
So much for being a Libra!
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Lost parents
-Kak Ngah, where’s the toilet here?..
I was like -Ha?.. where?
-KLCC.
-Mak…. (malu)..tengokla sign (dalam hati: mesti lupa bawa spek ni)
-Surau sekali…mak tak jumpa…
While I was verbally illustrating it to her through the phone, there was something else that lingered my mind. They are so the homey type of parents whom I love spending time at home with. But sometimes you’ve got to step out in your comfort zone once a while to explore new things.
Mom and dad never wanted to follow us (siblings) shopping; they would just drop us at the entrance. Next time, I have a solid reason to force them to come with us.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
cuti
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Pretzels
A student stopped me at 2 o’clock when I was on my way to another class on one of the days where I had a packed schedule from 8am-4pm.
Student: Miss, what’s the meaning of pretzel?
Me: Pretzel. Something you can eat.mmm..like a snack. It’s between a biscuit – bread. Softer than biscuit harder than bread.
Student: confused face.
Me : it’s like this.. (tried drawing on my book with my imaginary pen-my finger)
Student still confused. Some of her friends nodded.
Me? tired of explaining.
Me: After this go to Alamanda, find Auntie Anne’s kiosk and buy a pretzel.
I left them clueless. Hopefully they did go and learn how a pretzel looks like and buy one to taste it. As for me, I know that I’m so cruel. Poor students. Wrong timing, it was lunch hour and i haven't eaten anything since the morning..You can put the blame on me, I was hungry…
Student: Miss, what’s the meaning of pretzel?
Me: Pretzel. Something you can eat.mmm..like a snack. It’s between a biscuit – bread. Softer than biscuit harder than bread.
Student: confused face.
Me : it’s like this.. (tried drawing on my book with my imaginary pen-my finger)
Student still confused. Some of her friends nodded.
Me? tired of explaining.
Me: After this go to Alamanda, find Auntie Anne’s kiosk and buy a pretzel.
I left them clueless. Hopefully they did go and learn how a pretzel looks like and buy one to taste it. As for me, I know that I’m so cruel. Poor students. Wrong timing, it was lunch hour and i haven't eaten anything since the morning..You can put the blame on me, I was hungry…
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