A Colourful Life of Colourful People

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

So here I am, back from a day at Swami home, once again. Guess what I did today? I fried some pancake like ~~things~~ food for teatime! Hawhaw. Therefore I am feeling extremely accomplished at this point in time. I can cook! Unlike some people who can only cook instant noodles. *glares at dawn* (You shall pretend you didn't see that okay? Shhhhh...)
I MANAGED TO TRAUMATIZE DAWN!! heehaw.
Anyway, there was a talk on HIV and AIDS and a lot of the stuff kept thinking I was
1. My mom's sister
2. My mom's friend
3. A new volunteer
despite the fact that they have seen me a year before and they all can't recognize me any longer. =[
But it's okay, the elderlys remember me! (Wait. How ironic is this. Speaking of which they are dementia elderlys.*tsk tsk tsk*
So the president of the home, Mr Pek, told my mom: Tell you friend to join us in the talk too.
Mom: She's my daughter.
Mr Pek: O.O

Then there was this other nurse who asked me what school I was from so I told her Nanhua.
"Nanwa?"
"Nanhua."
"Nangua?"
"Nanhua."
"Oh. Nanhua."
See the flipside of being in a Cheeeeeena school? Only chinese can pronouce that godamn cheena name it has.

Mom: understand?
Nurse wasugee (I have totally no idea how to spell her name): No, my under never stand.
Dirty Fellows.
Then there's this Burmese nurse who couldn't catch the joke and we had to explain to her. Quite amusing. XD
Anyway, I still enjoy being there although I just follow my mom around most of the time and speak to some elderlys with my cmi hokkein and make them look even more perplexed than usual.
I want to go on Saturdays more often because that's when the official Swami Angels volunteer work take place. But everything's clashing. Open house, SBMY, tuition.....
Sometimes I wish I was a monkey so I can have a chance of being Sun Wu Kong. Not bad ehs? I bet he's the best multi-tasker in the world.

I'm badly in love with the song, "The Tide is High". It's a nice song. duh.

I had a real good time @ 4:32 PM
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