Words of a Stranger

Waxing lyrical of the crappy details of my life and my views with a healthy dose of cynicism, sarcasm and everything you like about non-wholesome movies.

Friday, May 12, 2006

Who says you shouldn't cover up your mistakes? Just make sure nobody ELSE UN-covers it.

Apparently, my previous blog (both versions of it, the original and then the game intro) have been reported as spam blogs. Huh? Erm... mistake? Maybe. But in the first place, I deleted that blog.


Weird.


Anyways, on Tuesday I think, I baked some wholemeal buns out of ready-packed bread flour with instructions on the flour bag and a fast-approaching expiry date. Four bugs made some early estimation in that area, but the buns turned out okay, and no one has died yet. Tastes lovely when hot, with butter.


Now I got to find a chance to bake naan before the expiry date reaches the flour first.


Just now I suddenly remembered a reaction of one of my CCS members last year, just before the CCA registration. Huahahaha... quite amusing.

Thing is, he was a (confident) J2 who just volunteered to coach the calligraphy class (it lasted last year only), and I left him and a few others guarding the booth while I made for the bathroom to swap my glasses for contacts (anything small thing to attract more members).

After I came back to take up my post, I was doing some final sorting out on the booth when for no apparent reason, he gingerly and deliberately stepped up and said, "你好。" I was befuddled by (1) his sudden change of behaviour and (2) the greeting, since we'd spoken, like, barely 3 minutes ago, so I sorta just froze and stared at him, prompting him to repeat his greeting before I returned it with much bewilderment.


My secretary later informed me that this guy asked upon my return, "这是谁啊?" and was greatly shocked to be told that I was the same chinese society pres who walked out barely 3 minutes ago. He didn't recognise me without my glasses!! HOhohohoho... My secretary, by the way, also seemed quite taken aback at me minus my glasses (for a short time afterwards, he wouldn't stop commenting on how different I looked), but at least he recognised me.


It didn't seem like much at the time, but whenever I was reminded of this afterwards, it was always hilarious to me. Like, come on, how much different can one look? It's not like I wear fancy glasses. My glasses are plain and brown-rimmed since forever. Black, blue and pink have come before, but generally changes are unnoticable. Maybe next time I do glasses, I should try no rim hahahahaha.


I've an idea for Mother's Day, don't know if I can make it in time. We'll see.


I want a big stick and someone to hit with it. Any volunteers? Wait, lemme rephrase...


Any nominees?

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