Monday, October 25, 2010
Today, one of them randomly asked me, "Anne, are you from a girl's school?" I was quite surprised at that question. There have been few who have ever asked me whether I was from an all girls school. Someone even mentioned to me once that I totally don't look like I come from an all girls school. But when I said to that colleague (Charmaine) a hesitant
"Yes" with a perplexed look, she said, "Can see. You got the 'seh'."
In my mind, I was wondering what that means. Is it the way I talk? The way I dress? The way I work? The way carry myself? Hmmmmmm. Compliment or otherwise?? Last time when I was in JC, I found it quite easy to recognise IJ girls or girls who would probably come from a girls school. When people ask how you know, I would just say, "look like." Then the reply would be, "how does an IJ girl or girls school girl look like?" I didn't have a proper reply. "Look like means look like lah." But right now, I'm in the position of the questioner. What did I do or how do I look in order to show that I was from a girls school? What do you guys think? Especially those who were from a girls school?
Moving on, I was sitting at an instrument printing some data, when I suddenly heard something pop very loudly. I turned to look, and saw my friend pressing the bubble wrap thingy. Those who were around (Chian Sing and Shea Mei) turned to look at her too. But she didn't realise or bother enough to see whether anyone was looking at her. And she continued to pop 2 more of those bubbles. Chian Sing just turned to me and giggle. And so did I! Immediately after that, both of us turned back to doing what we were doing, and all was peaceful again. It's really a very funny scene, and you have to be there to realise the laughter point in that scene... Just thinking about it makes me laugh!
Talk about laughing, I would laugh whenever this scene pops up in my head: Yesterday at the Carvivor challenge (no, we didn't win the $10,000), we had this task to wheelbarrow each other to the other side to pour water into a bottle and fill it up. Hilda wheelbarrowed me, but on our way back, both of us were moving very very very quickly and I fell flat down 3/4 ways through. In her excitement and unable to stop that quick tempo, Hilda continued dragging me across the ground till I reached the line. My shirt rolled up to my chest and when I went home, I found bits of grass in my bra.... But thinking about the dragging scene really makes me laugh! I
n fact, while I'm typing this, I'm laughing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hilarious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- Colleagues....
by snoopy_lim @ 9:44 PM