"how blur can you get weih?"

Dear readers,

If you have scrolled down to the previous entry, you'll realise that I've already introduced today's topic for discussion: the absolute blurness of the goofball you all know (and love!).

Scenario 1
Supposed to park car in petrol station to pump petrol. Parked too far away. Pump cord couldn't reach!

Scenario 2
Wore skirt, intended to be more graceful. Saw Kat in the morning, put bag on flat surface & walked towards her... only to hear a dropping noise behind me. Bag had dropped into a pile of leaves.

Scenario 3
Kat was telling Tai Jia how my mum would shout at me when I drive. Tai Jia said "I can see why" and before I could retort to that, I stumbled in my high heels -- and he said "That's one of the reasons why". Ha, ha, ha.

Scenario 4
DJ crew at bus stop were awkwardly quiet. Thought noise was going to explode inside my internal organs. Was suddenly curious to find out who won, Argentina or Germany? "Hey! Who won the football game yesterday?" Responses varied from "There was no game yesterday weih! HAHAHA!" to "How blur can you get weih?"

Scenario 5
Mum's car passes by after she pumps petrol and all. Everybody looked, I looked. Everybody noticed something odd, I didn't. "Eh, what happened to your car ***? What did you do it?" "Huh? What happened to my car?? *calls mum* Hey, apparently something's fallen off from the car... OHHH ... I see, ha ha ha okay okay." Everybody stares at me in anticipation. "Yah, it turns out the *** was like that for ages already..." "And you didn't notice......?"

Scenario 6
Was doing some exercises on MYOB before the Accounts test today at 11am. Decided to check print quota, because I had topped up 100 pages with RM10 yesterday. When it said "81 pages", I was a little too peeved! They had PROMISED me that the process would be complete overnight! Grabbed my Student I.D. and marched right down to the ICT department, swishy skirted and all. Oh, the folks at the ICT were very nice, very apologetic, checked my print quota right away and it said "129 pages". Ah, that's better. Returned to the library, checked print quota again. It still said "81 pages"! I was about to get apoplectic... when I realised... hey, I didn't log on to this computer... An Nie did, and I was just borrowing it.... so it was HER details, HER print quota. Whoops!

Scenario 7
Went for Taylor's College Student Council interview -- mainly to practise being interviewed. Enjoyed it, turns out I aced it. You know how I didn't realise it? All this time I had been thinking I must have been pretty lousy in the interview -- I mean, Ho Sheng told me I had been accepted, but there was no actual written notice? So I didn't really believe him. Well, anyway, it turns out the e-mail (posted below) had been lying in page 3 of my hotmail inbox for almost a month now. Whoopsie daisy! I didn't realise my inbox had MORE than just one page!