I'm a Hokkien, yet i can't utter a single phrase to save my life.
I'm not a Hakka, yet i haggle prices with the pasar pagi fish monger lady flanked by my mother.
Ngai hiao gong hak wa. Ngai hao hoi sim.
Approximately 5 hours ago...
'Eh chung ar, mommy go out now ar, i want to buy the chinese herbs and My Girl.'
'My what?'
'Aiya...My Girl la, the korean drama showing on 8TV ar...very nice la'
And with that, off she went.
half an hour later....
'Ah Chung!!! On the DVD player for mommy.'
*rolls eyes*'For whaaat....'
'Aiya, i want to watch My Girl la, faster faster on. OK, fast forward to the part where i stop....OK OK THERE! STOP THERE! Ahh....ok ok, good.'
And so, that was...*counting*...possibly the 11th Korean Drama my mom watched. She vehemently denies she's hooked on Korean Drama's,but evidence suggest otherwise.
3 hours later....
'CHUNG AR!!!! FASTER COME HERE!!!'
'whaaaaaaatt....'
'why no more already one? Haven't finish la the series...'
'Aiyo....only got 3 discs here. It says here until episode 12 only....'
'Har? Finish lidat ar? No la....you faster call jieyi and ask her how the series end.'
*call to jieyi*
'Jieyi say happy ending wor, and got like 16 episodes.'
'Aiyo i got conned liao. Faster come with me.'
Before i could protest, she dragged me all the way to the DVD shop to question the dude. Apparently, the idiot had not the faintest notion that the series was incomplete. Dumbass.
It's funny la, just for some fake and stupid weepy-weepy korean drama, my mom would go to such lengths.
I was sitting in my room, doing some random thinking. Nothing in particular, just life in general. I concluded that life,no matter how optimistic you are, is still tipped to the side where all are immersed in sadness. How many of us will be saved the pain of seeing the most important things in our lives disappearing from one moment to the next? I don't just mean people, but our ideas and dreams too. We might survive a day, a week, maybe a few years, but ultimately, we're all condemned to lose.
It's amazing what sh!t your brain can cook up.
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