i dont have anything to say, but i must say something for today my lovely father restored my wireless access and a new entry seems a fitting way to celebrate. so i shall talk about my dim sum experience.
i went out with a guy friend the other day and we went to eat the glorious dim sum at wisma atria's new food republic. so we finished our first round and he went to choose the second.
[he returns with a tray]
he: i just realised i didnt pay.
she: go back.
he: seriously?
she: seriously.
[a staring match ensues]
she: im not eating unpaid for food.
he: fine.
[leaves. five minutes later...]
he: hello.
she: whats that? [beckons to second tray in his hands]
he: my chinese is not so good.
she: so?
he: so i went there and all i knew how to say was "i owe you money" and then i pointed at the things i didnt pay for, and she gave me another tray of them.
[silence]
he: dont make me go back
she: how are we going to eat all this?
he: hey, i paid for this tray okay? so eat it.
its like when i got into a taxi where the taximan didnt speak english. he only said "slait ah? slait ah?" over and over and so when i replied "er, yes straight please uncle" he said "ya, slait" and turned left. and then right. and took me round and round chinatown.
its like when i ordered ba-chang (bah-chang? bah-zhang?) from the school aunty and after clarifying that it was called ba-chang with my classmates and making sure there was no one else anywhere near the stall, i went up to her and repeated 'ba-chang' clearly three times and waited while we stared at each other blankly before finally pointing firmly at the dumpling and saying "wo yao chik-er, ba-chang".
prom is over!
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