♥ Friday, March 30, 2007
Mixed Rojak
Random Picture of a present from Jin Ho last year.
The time is 1.18 am to be percise. I just got back after Yamcha-ing with Justin and his bunch of friends at Hartamas about an hour ago. It was my first time meeting them so I sorta don't quite rememeber their oh-so-beautie-pull name.
Ivan, Taufiq, Nelson and*something-name-something*, *something-something-name*.... =.=" okay, obviously I don't remember most of their names la. My bad.. But HEY! Don't blame me okay. Blame my ever-so-dumb-ass brain. I can't help it if it doesn't want to funtion well tho. *ngeh ngeh*
While talking about some National Service stuff, suddenly someone popped the question out to me...
"eh, are you like mixed or something?"
"huh? urhhh..."
"yea! are you like mixed indian or chinese or malay or what so ever?"
*stares blankly o.O * "Nope.. pure chinese."
"But you don't really look chinese. You look mixed. I thought you were malay at first."
" urh.. yea.. maybe.. cause both my parents aren't really pure Chinese. Got mixed of blood somewhere la."
Rightttt.. I get that everywhere I go!! From the cab fella to National Service camp to yamcha session. For god's sake! I'M A BLARDY CHINESE!! AND I'M NOT EVEN HALF BANANA OK!!!
"You can speak Chinese?"
"urh..Yeap."
" As in Mandarin, canto, Hokkien?"
"urh..Yea. why not?"
"Of coz! She is a mandarin teacher man.."
" You can even write mandarin!!??!!." * stares in disbelief*
"urh.. yea.." * raises an eyebrow*
" Okay, you don't look like you can speak mandarin, let alone writing Chinese."
And they kept emphasizing on me not looking like a person who can speak Chinese. WHAT DA HOLLY FUG?! What was that suppose to mean!?
*bah*