wasting time

THERE'S SO LITTLE TIME AND SO MUCH TO DO BUT I'M HERE TYPING UP A BLOG POST.

I just realised that a major form of procrastination for me is actually singing (haha ... no that makes me sound like i sing professionally. no. in fact, far from that. on the opposite side of the spectrum.)

ever since i was young i really liked singing so for probably half the showers in my life i have sung in them. maybe one third (there was a period where i kinda got out of the habit of singing).

and now i still sing, and sometimes i just close my eyes and imagine i'm standing on a stage holding a microphone *ahem* substituted with my fist *ahem* and i will just sing and imagine everyone is amazed at how great i can sing.

which will never happen because i am an incredibly bad singer - i honestly feel sorry for my neighbours and sometimes wonder if they think "is she the girl who's screeching in the shower every night?" when they see me on the street.

and i do that a lot, so if each song is 3/4 minutes, and i do that many times ... i dunno.

haha sometimes i think OMG i think i can sing better now!! then i record myself and when i play it back i die a little and go ew no haha stop joking to yourself you will never be an amazing singer.

memory

i'm sorry about neglecting this blog :( i feel like i have no time to do anything yet i manage to spend so much time procrastinating ...

anyway i just remembered this memory which amuses me but isn't really interesting. i just thought i'll make it a post and i'll keep doing this for any random memory which i retrieve :)

i just realised that my writing must be a pain for Catherine to read :( sorry :( i will stop .... now :)

My family had just finished visiting the Forbidden City in Beijing, but when we were about to leave apparently they sealed the main exit route for the lowering of the flag at sunset. We would have stayed and watched the ceremony, but the sunset was in quite a while (at least an hour). While trying to find another exit, we ended up finding ourselves in a Hutong and we had no idea where we were :\

So naturally I decide to ask someone where the nearest metro station was - our hotel was right next to a metro station. I asked an elderly lady beside me in my appalling mando 'Excuse me, where's the nearest metro station' and then the lady gave me a weird look and said with an accusing tone “你问我，我问谁呢？” which directly translated means "If you're asking me, who do I ask?".

Upon turning to my mum and dad in a bit of a shock, I saw that they were laughing at me ... unknowingly we had found ourselves a spot in the middle of a tourist group! (We were travelling individually). 

Haha the story is pretty lame because there isn't much substance in it, but thinking about it makes me grin so I thought that I should share it with you guys :) I was also thinking about compiling a novella about anything I can remember from my primary school life ... but naturally I haven't got anything further than the title page and one sentence. Where does all my time go?!?!

bird poop

well today after school i walked past a car with lots of bird poop on it and i thought of an incident a few days ago. i wonder whether it was the same car.

i was walking to the train station when this young little boy and his mum was walking to their car. as the mum went around to the driver's seat, the kid approached the car and said "mum, why's there so much bird poop on our car?!?!" and the way he said it ... omg i couldnt hold in a smile as i walked on.

haha there WAS actually a lot of bird poop. probably at least 10 separate droppings ...

tobacco dream

so just then i was casually checking my email when i realised i had received an email that was entirely korean except for one word - vermic

continuing this post like several weeks later ...


sadly, i can no longer find the email. i have no idea where it went :( that's pretty sad. i guess it's what i get for being too lazy to finish my posts.

OMG WAIT WAIT I FOUND IT!!!! hehehehehe.

so instead of searching vermicelli in my hotmail and getting an english email, i searched the korean name of the sender and got the korean version!! make sense? no, not really.

so naturally i go to google translate. and, as expected, i get a weird garble of english which i don't understand.

btw it was an email from my brother's school

and i was going to close it and probably just disregard the email until something at the bottom caught my eye ...

TOBACCO DREAM. i was like whut how what is this wait what this is an email from my brother's school why are they talking about tobacco dreams what.

and what was even funnier was that it looks like it was signed off like that. like you know how in the last line you put your name or something. and it's funny thinking someone's signing off as tobacco dream hehe :)

i'm sure i'm being very ignorant here - i apologise if you can read the email and it makes perfect sense but i have made fun of it ... sorry! i just thought i should share google translate with you guys :D