I just found out our (my family and me) maid's real name today. It's Wati, not Sri. And the whole time she's been with us (over 6 months), we've been calling her Sri.

Why, you may ask? Are we such ignorant, condescending people that we label our maid with whatever name we wish to call her cos we can't be bothered to find out her actual name and also just find one syllable words easier to call out instead of two? No.
It's cos the agent introduced her as Sri the day she arrived at our place. And she was too afraid to correct us. No wonder she sometimes doesn't respond when we call her!

O gosh. I feel quite bad. But I also find it highly amusing that she didn't tell us earlier.
I think I'll just call her "Kak" from now on.

I have 4 pictures on one of the walls in my room. Two of them are drawings by 2 kids (5 and 7 years old) whom I teach in Sunday School. Lovely drawings. Sad to say that the only reason they drew 'em for me was to collect more Sunday School points!

Another drawing has two very cute cartoon soybeans on it. One bean says "I wanna be milk!" and the other one says "I wanna be a chicken sandwich!" Hahaha I found it so cute that I just HAD to print it out from the Net.

The 4th picture is an X-ray of my right finger.

My family complains that I speak too loudly on the phone. I can't argue with that. But I can't help it sometimes (speak loudly, I mean. Not arguing). If the person on the other end of the line's voice is barely above a whisper, I feel like I have to talk loudly. I don't know why. And if the person is practically shouting, I TEND TO SPEAK LOUDLY TO MATCH THEIR TONE.

I wouldn't want to have eyes at the back of my head. Besides it looking very strange, if they get itchy it would be very difficult to rub.

We were at the beach
Everybody had matching towels
Somebody went under a dock
And there they saw a rock
It wasn't a rock
It was a rock lobster!!

Rock Lobster by the B52s really is a brilliant song.

The first verse ! :

We were at a party
His ear lobe (seriously?!) fell in the deep
Someone reached in and grabbed it
It was a rock lobster


HERE COMES A BIKINI WHALE!

I'm having a tough time now, trying to come up with anything worth reading on this blog of mine. Usually, I'd only blog if I have something to write about but this time I asked Uncle Jhan if I could use his pc to update my blog but I really just wanted to check my mail and surf facebook.

Thanks Uncle!

My mom and brother and Joanna claim that I'm the blondest of the blondes. If I was blonde. Well, Joy and I 'are'.
But I'm not dumb. I just have my 'moments'.

Last week, after one of my moments, my mom said "Come let's go dye your hair tomorrow" (hint!) and I said "What but I don't need/want to dye my hair" then Luke sighed and shouted "BLONDE"!
I got it only after Luke said that haha.