I will arise and go now to innisfree...

I really should stop these CHEESY titles...I mean, William Butler Yeat's poems from Form 1 lit class?? Man, I'm cheesy. And nerdy. =)

Anyways, the family went up Frasers for some good ole' fashion family bonding time san the puduraya ambience and KL air:

Scrabble. Told you I was nerdy.

Tai Di.

And walk. Walk. Walk. 12 km of up and down hill in total. Not bad.

Tan Siew Pau

Std 1 Girl: (for the 3rd week in a row) Teacher...tell me...are you siewpau?
Me: Who says I'm siewpau? Just now siewpau wore dungarees, I'm wearing jeans.
Std 1 Girl: Noo...each time I see you, you always wear the same shirt, shoes and glasses as siewpau.
Me: Really?
Std 1 Girl: Yes, reaaaally!!
Me: Oh...that was my twin.
Std 1 Girl: What?
Me: You didn't know ah? I have a twin sister named Tan Siew Pau. And you know right, twins always wear the same clothes.
Std 1 Girl: Bluffing me!
Me: You don't believe me?
Std 1 Girl: No.
Me: Go ask the teacher over there.

The Teacher Over There: Yes?
Std 1 Girl: Does siewpau have a twin?
The Teacher Over There: Of course! And you know who their father is?
Std 1 Girl: Who?
The Teacher Over There: Pastor!
Std 1 Girl: (confused) Reaaaally?

Std 1 Girl: Teacher Caryn, tell me lah...
Me: Tell you what?
Std 1 Girl: Do you really have a twin?

Lol...kids nowadays...

And yes, we eventually did her the truth.

Fungus vs God

Me: What is more powerful than God, more evil than the devil, the .... poor have it, the rich need it and if you eat it, you die?
Kid: Fungus.
Me: Fungus is more powerful than God?
Kid: Fungi?

Lol...kids nowadays...

They tried to make me go to rehab...

I spent the week in rehab.

I'm on drugs.

I'm sorry.

...

Ok, fine. I'm not on drugs. I spent the week at a stroke rehab center as a volunteer. And thank goodness I have (so far) boundless patience with old people.

Basically I have been walking at a minuscule pace, carrying people in and out of wheelchairs, pulling and pushing limbs, cajoling people to stand/walk and making lots and lots of small talk:

Aunty, do you have children?
How old are they?
Are they married?
Do they have kids?
3 grandchildren! You must be so happy.
How old are they?

Uncle, where do you stay?
How do you come here?
Oh, your son takes you here...
How old is he?
Is he married?
Do they have kids?
2 grandchildren! You must be so happy.
How old are they?

Aunty, last time what did you work as?
As a teacher! Wow you must like kids.
You have a boy and a girl?
How old are they?
Are they married?
Do they have kids?
5 grandchildren! You must be so happy.
How old are they?

But not every conversation ends in that, I promise. Sometimes I say it in different languages.

Aunty, how are you today?
Oh, ni bu jiang eng wen ah?
(Oh, you don't speak english?)
Ni jiang guan dong hua?
(You speak cantonese?)
Wo bu hui jiang guan do hua. Wo se fu chien ren.
(I can't speak cantonese. I'm hokkien)
So aunty, ni yo ji ke hai zhe?
(So aunty, how many children do you have?)

...

I haven't spoken so much chinese, hokkien and BM in my life. Ever.
Ever. Ever.

Or should I say, saya tak pernah cakap begitu banyak dalam bahasa cina, cantonese dan melayu. Tak pernah!

Tak pernah! Tak pernah!

ROTF

I haven't quite stopped laughing yet.

Dunno if I ever will.

Chiak pah, siao eng.

Translation: Eat too full, too free already.

Now I haven't been tagged for so long...I actually kinda don't mind doing this dingdong thing. =)

1. What have you been doing recently?
Dad's sermon powerpoints, bulletin adverts & pre-editing mum's scripts.

2. Do you ever turn your hand phone off?
Are you kidding? This grandpa phone turns ITself off.

3. What happened at 10am today?
Shopping: mum tried to squeeze me into a size 2 dress. Uhh...hello?

4. When did you last cry?
11 pm, 23-06-09.

5. Believe in Fate/Destiny?
I believe in...*awesome music*...GOD.

6. What do you want in life now?
To answer this question.

7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or put up your hood?
I stay home.

8. What's your favourite thing to do in bed?
Talk on the phone.

9. What bottoms are you wearing now?
My bottom.

10. What are the nicest things in your inbox?
Nice loooong personal emails.

11. Do you tend to make relationships complicated?
Hope not..

12. Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone?
My face.

13. What was the last movie you caught?
Ice Age 3. Wuss!!

14. What are you proud of?
I'm proud you. Yes you, reading my blog. Congrats on making it to #14.

15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say and who is it from?
OK...Cool...Blerg. Hannah

16. What was the last song you sang out loud?
Some random singsong line I made up at breakfast. I forgot.

17. Do you have any nicknames?
Cow, Siewpau, Crayon, Klutz, Currymee....

18. What does the newest text message say and who is it from?
Thanks. Hannah.

19. What time did you sleep last night?
3ish?

20. Are you currently happy?
No emotion currently.

21. Who gives you the best advice?
Random people who say random things that randomly click.

22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?
Do I eat whipped fat straight from the can?!?!?!

23. Who did you talk to on the phone last night?
David? Or was that today? I forgot.

24. Is something bugging you right now?
Hair in eye.

25. Who is the last person to make you laugh?
I made myself laugh. Ooops, I just made myself laugh again.

26. Do you like yourself?
*pats own head*

27. You want $5 or $10?
Is this taxable?

28. Do you think you are stupid sometimes?
*knocks own head*

29. Who is your best best best friend?
My shadow. She follows me everywhere.

30. What will you do if you like that boy?
Wait.

31. Who are your favourite stars?
The one at the upper right hand corner of my window.

32. You hate your mother sometimes in some ways?
Only when she squeezes me into size two dresses. LOL. MA, why won't it zip? What size did you get for me? TWO!?!?!

33. Do you had even stead before?
Whaaaa?

34. What type of boy do you like?
Likable ones.

35. Now are you single/attached?
Attached to the person who tagged me. But only on facebook. Teehee.

Pass this tag to 10 people!
Sorry first 10 people on my list...you don't have to do this if you don't want to.

1. alithea
2. bum
3. calvin, dude
4. calvin, not dude
5. carmen
6. CGMC MYF
7. chuan han
8. daniel
9. david, kor kor
   
10. david, not kor kor
    

1. Would you date number 5?
Expiry date?

2. Number 2 just got in a car crash. How do you react?
Aiyo...no more bum partner. *sigh*

3. You see number 9 with your boy/girlfriend. What do you do?
DIE.

4. You come home and and your room has been ransacked by number 4.
He drank too much coffee. Again.

5. Number 1 is acting weird.
That's normal.

6. Numbers 3 & 8 decide to give 10 a haircut.
Yes yes yes! David, not kor kor SOOO needs a haircut.

7. Number 7 just got tickets for him/her and you to go to a concert.
Philharmonic? Teehee.

8. Number 10 takes you to a bar.
Booze!

9. Number 4 has to move to the other side of the world.
Is my side of the world "this side" or "that side"? And so would that mean that Calvin, not dude is on "that side" or "this side" of the world?

10. You and number 8 are being chased by the cops for an unknown reason.
We've got special DNA. Inside joke. Oops.

11. Number 7 and you are sitting on the couch watching a movie when he/her wrap his/her arm around you.
Unwrap his arm from around me.

12. Number 5 asks you out to dinner.
Home cooked?

13. Number 9 and you are sitting on a bus.
Umm. Okay.

14. Number 6 calls you in the middle of the night because he/she can't sleep.
The WHOLE CGMC Youth Group can't sleep and calls me? Coolness.

15. You're walking with someone and number 6 runs up and tackles you to the ground from behind.
The WHOLE CGMC Youth Group runs up and tackles me from behind? Awesome.

16. Number 1 is crying one day and you ask him/her why and it seems their boy/girlfriend has dumped them.
Aww. Don't cry. *dispenses tissue*

17. Number 2 offers to bake you a meal. As you sit in the other room, the kitchen is suddenly aflame.
Sit on it!! Now!!

18. Number 4 comes to your door one day holding a koala.
I drank too much coffee. Again.

19. Number 4 just got you an X-Box.
Perfect.

20. Number 9 challenges you to a children's card game!
Grow up child!

21. Number 1 thinks he/she's overweight.
Think again.

22. Number 7 looks lonely.
Missing his old seatmate leh? =D

23. Number 2 asks you rudely to go leave her/him alone.
BUM HER KAO KAO.

24. Numbers 5 and 3 decide to throw a surprise party for you.
Birthday is in October. Book tickets early k?

25. Number 6 decide to dye his/her hair black. What do you say to that?
That's a lot of hair dye.

26. Number 7 tells you he/she is going to go out for a while, and then later you hear about a shooting where he/she went.
Oo.

27. You catch number 9 by him/herself, crying.
I'll cut the onions now. Go steam the rice.

28. Numbers 1, 3, 5 and 6 all tackle you at once. Is it possible?
The whole CGMC youth group? Again? TOO MUCH man...

*evil laugh*

I'm sadistic. I found that out watching Terminator 3, giggling like an idiot. I found it funny. Sue me.

Today I glanced at the weatherbug thing on my desktop...and wahliao wei, it is 100*F that is, 39*C back in Oklahoma. And guess what? I laughed. *evil laugh*


Boy am I glad that I'm not back in Oklahoma turning into a Char Siew Pau. Heh...Char. Roasted. Heehee?

Hyperness personified

Background info here.

To the world I'm a serious, emotionless, blur child. They get surprized when I morph into my hyperactive, hyperemotional, but still hyperblur stage persona - siewpau.

But to the Sunday School children, I'm a hyper kid in dungarees and a huge lala ribbon. - only to be shocked kaokao when I walk into class and refuse to be the hyper, overgrown kid they see on stage.

Speaking about overgrown kids, these 14 year old dungarees are kinda short for me. If I were a guy, my voice pitch would be more than a few decibels higher. But I'm a girl. And I don't have that problem. Thank goodness.

Anyways...nothing much has changed since then...besides the fact that my quads are more prominent. WHAT HATH AMERICA DONETH TO ME?!?

But I think I'm getting old. This flopping around like a fish (transition to) jumping like a bunny in 2 seconds is taking a toll on me. I need to go into hibernation. Goodnights.

Did it occur to you that...

Did it occur to you that...

...maybe a klutz like me shouldn't be allowed remotely near the kitchen?


Injury #2 was incurred while putting an end to the demonically thick and hard skin of the pumpkin. Bad pumpkin. Bad bad pumpkin.

But the forces of good prevailed. The pumpkin is now a soup.

...

Moving on to happier, not so painful topics...

Badminton.

Which reminds me...my arm is sore. Dang.

*sizzzzzzzzzzzle*

I got bit by the baking bug.
Like literally.

Link here.

I have not been kidnapped.

I've been missing from the world of msn, facebook and blogger.com for about a week. And no, I have not been kidnapped. Dad took leave and we went ronda-ing around KL. This included lots of food, talking, sitting in the car, listening to uncle/aunty talk, movies, board games and chor tai di. Yes, the mother got addicted.

Nothing particularly interesting there - at least the rest of the world. I mean, who wants to hear about a mother and sister poke and prode a brother about his opinion on female humans?

Everybody?

Nah. Not tellin'.

...

But I can and will tell about durians.

The father went hyper and bought enough durians to make a skunk pass out, a rafflesia wilt in horror and keep a legion of ghosties at bay.
Now, I never touch durians...unless it is within the four walls of my home, I am not going out in the next 24 hours, and have 10 tubes of toothpaste in my storeroom.

Wait, I don't have 10 tubes of toothpaste in my storeroom.

Heck, I don't even have a storeroom.

But you get the point.

...

But this time...I kinda gave in.
*BELCHES indiscreetly*

'cus me.