Monday, March 13, 2006
screwing As
This, i made. One whole day. For a 10-min presentation. Which is... tomorrow? Tuesday is a Tomorrow? Like, what the fish? It's for this Patient Education module.. i chose the topic on Nutrition. Like what nyettt? When the class leader passed the list around for us to choose our topic, i was screaming for breakfast and i guess i desperately need to nourish myself with some... yeah, nutrition. Food, man, foooood! Hungry, i was. Buruk, i was even more. FOOD PYRAMID!
Candy floss, more like ice-cream. Danggg. I haven't completed the whole assignment. Have yet to rehearse. I'm rubbish, hence the need to rehearse. If i'm not careful, i'll slip into the maknenek mode or the auntie-next-door mode... i have innate traits of such. Cannot make it, tau. I am more sophisticated and elegante and demure and atas atas... the inner Mak Bedah has to remain inside. Shh, makcik, shhh!
This is a carton of milk and this is... a brown chicken. Brown chickens give brown eggs and brown cows give brown milk. Or chocolate, whatever you say. But there's no brown cow here... just a cow jumping over a crescent moon. And the chicken looks terpele'ot. Like terkehel, only this ayam has no neck nor -GASP- where's the kepala hotak?? Ayam separuh jadi. Ayam jadi-jadian. Ayam bunian. Ayamas. Ayammmarian = People who eat nothing but ayams (chickens). That's sad.
Okay no more pictures. I don't want you to be visually dependent and find yourself dyslexic one day. I think you can't get dyslexia from viewing more pictures than reading words but just imagine you can okay. Just so my theory of visual dependency leading to dyslexia sounds credible.
The brother has been asking for extra scraps of brown+red+yellow+white paper. He wants to replicate my chicken, or "turkey", as he has been insisting it to be. I believe it to be a childhood obsession of poultry friends. I want to believe it's a passing phase. But i'm not sure... he's .. he's staring at Mr Ayam now. Good God.
I must make haste and commence the rehearsal. I'm going to be Hot Nurse Fara from the Health Promotion Board (make believe okay? pretendddd) Lights, Mirror, Ego! Here i go!
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fara // 21:23
screwing As
This, i made. One whole day. For a 10-min presentation. Which is... tomorrow? Tuesday is a Tomorrow? Like, what the fish? It's for this Patient Education module.. i chose the topic on Nutrition. Like what nyettt? When the class leader passed the list around for us to choose our topic, i was screaming for breakfast and i guess i desperately need to nourish myself with some... yeah, nutrition. Food, man, foooood! Hungry, i was. Buruk, i was even more. FOOD PYRAMID!
Candy floss, more like ice-cream. Danggg. I haven't completed the whole assignment. Have yet to rehearse. I'm rubbish, hence the need to rehearse. If i'm not careful, i'll slip into the maknenek mode or the auntie-next-door mode... i have innate traits of such. Cannot make it, tau. I am more sophisticated and elegante and demure and atas atas... the inner Mak Bedah has to remain inside. Shh, makcik, shhh!
This is a carton of milk and this is... a brown chicken. Brown chickens give brown eggs and brown cows give brown milk. Or chocolate, whatever you say. But there's no brown cow here... just a cow jumping over a crescent moon. And the chicken looks terpele'ot. Like terkehel, only this ayam has no neck nor -GASP- where's the kepala Okay no more pictures. I don't want you to be visually dependent and find yourself dyslexic one day. I think you can't get dyslexia from viewing more pictures than reading words but just imagine you can okay. Just so my theory of visual dependency leading to dyslexia sounds credible.
The brother has been asking for extra scraps of brown+red+yellow+white paper. He wants to replicate my chicken, or "turkey", as he has been insisting it to be. I believe it to be a childhood obsession of poultry friends. I want to believe it's a passing phase. But i'm not sure... he's .. he's staring at Mr Ayam now. Good God.
I must make haste and commence the rehearsal. I'm going to be Hot Nurse Fara from the Health Promotion Board (make believe okay? pretendddd) Lights, Mirror, Ego! Here i go!
fara // 21:23
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