Saturday, September 01, 2007
Touched, always.
Aunty Mimi is love[:
She's so thoughtful by getting me herbs and some medicine as she said that my cough worries her. She treat me to a lunch at a nearby hawker. See, I'm not always a Miss High-Maintenance. So, fellow mates, take note(:
And there's this "virus" of people kept mistaken me as a Chinese gurl. *chuckles*
Clients communicate with me in Mandarin. There's once, I actually replied back in Mandarin. Soon after, I gave up and told the lady that I'm not a Chinese. Hurhur.
Maybe because of my heritage.
I've got Chinese cousins. My fore father was Chinese inheritance, somehow.
But there's one time when I was mistaken as a Philippine. LoL.
-__-"
PS: Dreamland, please.
toodles ++
Signing off @ 11:23:00 pm |
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