I’m Bloody Talented

At procrastinating.
Knowing full well i suck badly at concentrating in the afternoon to write, i turned my attention to editing pics instead
Couldn’t help editing a picture from Rome for fun.
>_<

Supposed to teman QueenKanch to the wholesalers’ cos i need to buy hangers, but her group meeting is taking ages
Macam board meeting aje

I hand-washed my laundry in between my work today
Started at 2am last night

Daddy: Doing laundry at TWO AM.

He didn’t say it in a very surprised manner.
Would think he’s used to his crazy-timed daughter by now.

Me: Well. I have to start somewhere!

Was considering not putting this up :p
But then i thought, heck, i AM like that
And i do all my own laundry cos i’m too fussy and afraid that someone will ruin my clothes!

I spread them all out to divide them into coloured batches to be washed separately
Dahlah i wear damn alot of colours
But i divide them into designated patterns as well -_-
Patterned ones that might run, patterned ones that might not run, patterned ones that definitely won’t run.

To C&C

My batt was low so i called FaiTheMai from an unknown number

“Hi.”
“Hi, are you looking for Faizal?”
“Yes.”
“I’m sorry, he’s just left his desk for a minute, could you call back in ten minutes?”
“Sure thing. Who’s this on the line please?”
“This is Ivor speaking.”
“OH. It’s you -_- Sound so different…”
“Who’s this?!”
“Joyce la.”
“Professional right?”
“Hmm, no lor… you sound like a nerd.”
“Bloody hell! Call me a..!!!”
“BYE!”

I cheekily hung up.
A few minutes later and i’m on the phone with the man i want to speak to

“Hee hee i said Ivor sounds like a nerd.”
“Yeah ha ha, he’s making alot of noise ha ha!”
“Anyway, what time are you going for the event tonight?”
“Why ar?”
“Cos my car is konk and i need a lift, if can la.”
“… guess what.”
“What…”
“You have to ask the nerd cos i’m not driving!” he laughed and passed the phone to Ivor

“Yes, what is it.” Ivor merajuk sial.
“Nothing… *tries not to laugh* Mmm what time are you going for the event later?”
“Why, you need a lift is it?”
I can just imagine him getting his own back now.
Cannot. CANNOT.
So i replied, “No la. I don’t take lifts from nerds.”
“What the…!!”

Eh. You shouldn’t curse so much in the office okay.
Be more professional.

Mama.

Taken years ago during Christmas
I got super fat there :p

“You’d better go see Mama before she flies back!” scolded Daddy
“Yeah, yeah, i know, i want to too, i willll” i promised

So i shot off to my uncle’s house after dinner at Finnegan’s to see my grannie
My Chinese is more fail then her English
So we converse in broken English much to her outward disapprovement
When worse comes to worst and we’re both on the verge of keeling over due to miscommunication, we revert to Malay
We did it most in London when there wasn’t anyone around to help translate

“My granddaughter! No speak Chinese!” she’d scold loudly
“Yes Mama,” i’d look up at the ceiling

She was watching Astro upstairs and turned the volume down to talk to me
Replying in broken English myself, she asked me about work, what time i leave, whether i drive now, and whether i was still seeing someone, anyone.
Haha…. great.

“You got boyfriend?”
“No Mama. No boyfriend.”
“Why? Why no boyfriend?”
“Don’t have la… single.”
“You…” she searched for the right words and resorted to one instead, “Throw! Throw!” making flinging gestures with her arms

I stifled my laughter. So cute.

“I don’t throw them away Mama!”
“Then why no boyfriend? You so beautiful.”
“Erm… ah… dowan la…”

Don’t know how to explain further already.

And then, i accidentally asked her whether she went to see a certain aunt, FORGETTING that she’d already passed away
I am sure to burn in Chinese hell man… 0_o

We ended up at the dining table downstairs, with Mr. Emergency Translator sitting in between us - Daddy
He heard us sputtering in our super fail conversation and turned to me, “Have to send you to Mandarin classes.” 

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