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Friday, February 13, 2009 1:05 AM
highly literary, with occasional grammar slips

there was this funny conversation that went on between my tuition kid and i.

me: what does your father do for a living?
diancong: oh, he is an electrician. like he fixes electricity.
me: oh... you means things like rice cooker is it?
*diancong gives me a puzzled, frowned look*
diancong: no, do you think he can raise 3 children up by fixing rice cookers?

i was ji-tao stunned.HAHAHA.



Tuesday, February 3, 2009 11:49 PM
highly literary, with occasional grammar slips

iggy boy boy celebrates his 1st birthday!
my cutest and only nephew is ONE! he is the sole reason why i want to breathe i tell you. he is so adorable i feel like tearing everytime i see him. and yes, he turns one actually, tomorrow; but his parents held a mini birthday party for him over the weekend.
i so want to cry from the cuteness.
he makes squating look so cute i want to squat now!
his cousins, we, are the culprits.
HAHA, i cannot stop laughing everytime i see this!
look at that frown!
john travolta will be glad to see this
my other cousin, who is all grown up and not ONE, also cracked all of us up so much! i must hand it to him for his nonsensical ways; we love him to bits too.

seriously, where is the difference?

guess which is my cousin. HAHAHA.
(answer: A... er, or is it B, or is it A?)



Monday, February 2, 2009 1:21 AM
highly literary, with occasional grammar slips

other than pain in some other way, i have been experiencing a toothache.
to be precise, one of my very wise tooth has popped out.

i have heard terrible stories about wisdom tooth - it is like if evil witches is the horror story for kids, wisdom tooth is the horror story for adults! everybody seems to lament about it at some point of their life. and because it sounded adult-ish cool to have a wisdom tooth, i secretly wished i would have one soon.

but now, when it is really there, throbbing, sticking out like a sore silly tooth, how i wish it could just disappear in a bellowing puff of smoke like how it always happens in fairytales. also, to be honest, the wisdom tooth really do look horrifying and ghostly; like how it pops out from nowhere, how eerily white it is, how it is staring at you everytime you look into the mirror. yes, it is a nightmare that has come true.

but i have not certified that it is a wisdom tooth. it most probably is, otherwise, it is a stupid ulcer that grows at a weird and wrong place; and that is really stupid because ulcers should not sprout at the end of the gums.

aiya, whatever.







Plath's Muse

Sarah Chang
NTU English
21 on 09/09/09
I happen to heart the literary.
Dreams of the Heavenly Hosts.

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