Michelle Chan

I woke up very early today for the Undang (Highway Code Test) course which was honestly, a dread. I hate waiting, and I waited in line for probably more than the hours I sat inside that stuffy trailer. We arrived before 9am, SERIOUSLY. Course only started a little before 12pm. T__________T It was like, waiting for rain in a drought. I was already getting pissed because there were people cutting line. WHAT THE HELL? Oh yar, I bumped into lots of friends there. Haha.

I fell asleep twice during the talks. It was SO boring and the instructor spoke in such a strong unidentified accent. -.- Had to depend on eating junk food and texting to stay awake. I texted Mabel who was in another trailer that taught in BM. Then I kept on texting Mom to tell her what a dodgy place it is and how it is boring and the van we came in looked so much like those kidnap vans we see in movies and all the while, she’s in Mid Valley — shopping with my extended family who came over for the weekend. -.- Nice. I was texting Kee Wei too who is actually taking his 6 hours course in Puchong. A course which I will have to take after I complete the Undang. Sigh, more?

Ann and myself when we finally got everything done. HALLELUJAH.

OH NO! WE ARE GETTING KIDNAPPED!!!!!

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The extended family came over yesterday evening. We had yong tau foo for dinner in Puchong that we waited for for almost TWO PAINSTAKING HOURS for the food to be served. Did I tell you that I hate waiting? I HATE WAITING! Gaaah. I hope they are not tired from shopping in Mid Valley just now because I haven’t had my share yet! :( :( SIGH!

BANANA /buh nan uh/
1. A tropical yellow coloured fruit.
2. A Chinese who can not understand Chinese.

There are too many a times that people mistaken me for a banana. In other words, OCBC; orang cina bukan cina. I am sorry to tell you under-estimating dumb schmucks that I can speak my dialects fluently. Foul words are even more PWOAAR. I am forever grateful to my Uncle SH who taught me Mandarin for years and TVB series that I grew up watching with my family. Of course, working part-time at JW influenced sooooo much. My colleagues there spoke only Cantonese and the Mandarin-speaking customers really sharpened my tongue. Plus, I’d consider Cantonese to be my mother tongue because I use it everyday to converse with my family.

Scenario 1
I entered the girls toilet in school. A big group of girls were chatting next to the sinks. [Dramatic pause] “It’s okay. She’s a banana. She won’t understand.” After, I walked out of there, learning this big secret about them. Look who’s the fool!

Scenario 2
Interact Conference ‘06. Was paying for room deposits. The cashier spoke to her partner, “I don’t have change for RM50. Ask her to find herself, can?” while she was holding onto a new stack of RM10’s. She just didn’t want to. Just for her own convenience, she’s going to tell me that she doesn’t have small change? Bullshit. I then spoke in Chinese that I had exactly RM30 and they exchanged awkward glances.

Scenario 3
Monday assembly. (Censored) was insulting girls, in Chinese beside me, thinking that I know no Chinese. Hmph. After assembly, I told him that the reason I can’t find a friend in him because he lacks of respect for girls. He looked at me like this – O_____O

The “…..” were in Chinese but I know my blog readers would probably prefer English, so yeah. Just because I did not attend Lick Hung, I’m doomed to be identified as a banana? Sigh. Damn you, stereotypes.

I find it stupid for those who know Chinese to laugh at others who don’t. I mean, well, it is not their fault, to be honest. Our society today uses almost to entirely English and in fact, some parents do not know Chinese. I think instead of laughing off at the lack of knowledge, they should make an effort to translate so that they understand better. So that they learn. If I were more competent, I would too. But since, you kneow, I am from a kebangsaan school and I don’t read Sin Chew Daily and don’t speak Mandarin when I order my food, thus I am not allowed to be proud of my heritage and all. TSK.

Had been dreading to take some decent photos lately. Feeling like I hadn’t spent enough time with Kuaci and do anything productive at all! All there had been going on are coffee, awakeful hours and books! I’m turning awesomeless. Sigh!

My time around the clock is occupied with studies if not things that soon-to-meet deadline. Just last night, I stayed up till 4am to touch up on the finishing of two big projects. You will find out about these two later of next week. Heh! This is the only two things I’m looking forward to for the week. I’m not even looking forward for exams to be over because we all know that the tide is not over.

My bedtime had gone from late to the oddest hours. Sigh, time is so crucial. I need more fun time. More ‘me’ time! :(

Well, I had a little yesterday. A little only but better than none. Usual Friday tuitions are massive gossip sessions, hahaha! I don’t know why I am so chatty with certain people, we can talk till the dusk comes in. We did too, till tuition was over and we moved to the park. There, I had a wonderful boy-watching session with Lebam! It’s been forever, no? There was this cute guy… :P Good pick, Lebam! Hahaha.

By the way, Uncle’s new ride. Awesome, no? Sheng, since you always say that you want a Ferrari, you can happily ogle it here! Sorry for crappy photo quality. :/

Will have a movie review soon if I manage to fit at least one and a half hour between my revision sessions. And I pray that God will see how desperately I’m needing Him to help me absorb these studies into my brain. Ngeeee, I want to be a sponge!

I hate it every time you do so. You just don’t realise how much I hate it. Even if you are the reason I am who I am today, I did nothing wrong to deserve that. You should know better because you know what I am capable of. Clearly I am not going to walk away just like that. And even that, I learnt it from you.

I hate what you did so much, I am not going to watch Olympic on the same teevee as you. To hell.

We all have come a long way. SPM scheduled a little more than three months away, and here am I, sitting at the dining table, having roti canai and coffee for breakfast. I am not prepared for this exam, I will not be even if I were to nerd myself 8 hours a day, 7 days a week.

So why not take it easy huh? Forget about all those words of kiasu-dom Mrs Principle told us because it is only going to raise the pressure meter.