Saturday, September 09, 2006

i actually love cooking.

and i actually love doing my laundry and doing the dishes. getting the dirty things to smell fresh and clean (cue mama lemon advert) is like an addiction.
anyway, i was doing my laundry at the basement laundromat, and there was this really cute danish boy (3yrs old lah) running around, pressing his palms to the washing machines going whirrrr. before the danes get chao lao (grossly old), danish infants, toddlers, school children, university students, cashiers, waitresses (and the list goes on) are absolutely adorable/cute/hot/stunning. what is with these danish genes man! how come the gene pool isnt shared with us, asians?

oh darn it.

anyway, response to yings. being away from home sometimes exaggerates the singaporean in you. like i must purposely listen to several rounds of 'hip city' by electrico to remind me of home while im on the bus to school, pepper my words with the likes of atas, terok, borak, i also say, cannot make it, what's this man, chui, lapse back into singaporean-speak (which does/doesnt have to be singlish) when conversing with fellow singaporeans and take loads of pictures of everything.

a point to add, kiasuism, ive found, isnt a uniquely singaporean characteristic. awww man! really it isnt. you shld see the rest of the world rushing for spaces and jostling in queues when we have to sign up for events, or join buffet queues. im in the international law camp waitlist precisely because i got pushed further and further back and being very amused at the other nationalities trying to wriggle themselves into the queue. haiyoh, macham like buying hello kitty/dear daniel happy meals.

ok, i need to take out my dried laundry liao.

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