Something funny happened today while in the lift with my sis.
umar: (Sings)...Potong bebek angsa, masak di kuali..eh what's the next line?
shida: Nyonya masak laksa, laksa jadi kari. Mamak di kanan, mamak di kiri, na na na na na.
umar: WAHAHAHAHAHA! Are you sure that's the correct lyrics?
shida: yeaaaah??
CRAP! Whatever happen to the laksa man! What went wrong? Nyonya must be cooking in the wrong town - Little India. Must have mistaken Curry Leaves as daun Pudina.
Anyhoos, in the light of the things that transcended the past week, I had burnt myself by swimming under the hot noon sun and I screwed up my quality english test which apparently is a pre-requisite requirement set by the university. This is to gauge the standard of English of non-GP takers. I personally find it insulting.
Futhermore, I thought it was unjustified to torture us under pressure to write an essay of media violence on the spot without any reference or research in hand. And blimey, the brain is too rusty to pen an essay after two long year hiatus serving National Service.
The fate of my test is still rather obscure. Have to wait a weeks time for the results. Till then, I'm off to screw up my life furthermore.
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kak ida smbrg jek..hahaha
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