88 posts on this blog to this date.
11 posts on my previous blog.
this...
will be exactly the 100th post.
rad.
=)

yest at work,
we had our usual supper feast.
then debs slipped,
dropping the mug she was holding.
whoa...
it smashed into pieces.
so i helped to sweep up the pieces.
then out of the blue,
my phone rang.
fio picked it up.
fio: hello..aunty ar?
me: (looked at her bewildered.)
fio: joc, i think it's your mum.
me: huh..orh (reaching for the phone.)
me: hello, mummy ar..
mystery person: why never pick up the phone?
me: huh?
mystery person: why never pick up the phone?
me: huh?
mystery person: why fio never pick up her phone..
i called her so many times..
me: OH!!!!! aunty ar....you're looking for fiona ar..wait ar..
me: FIO!!!!! it's your mum lar..what my mum..
fio: oh mummy ar....
all of us at the dinner table burst out laughing..
fio mistook her mum for my mum.
well, because fio didn't hear her phone ringing,
so her mum called me instead.
after she hanged up,
i was like,
"fio.. mummy don't speak to me in english.
so when your mum went like 'why never pick up the phone?'
i was like...this isn't mummy, not my mummy.
mummy speaks chinese to me."
haha.
it was a hilarious night.
super funny.
so fio,
now you know...
english speaking mum ain't joc joc's mummy.
hah.
my mummy speaks chinese to me.

i had oatmeal raisin.
clamhead told me that he bought some.
asked me if i wanted.
of course.
how could i ever reject oatmeal raisin.
2 oatmeal, 1 white chip mac nut.
clamhead said,
"i saw that you were working,
so i bought it for you,
thinking that you may want it."
my goodness.
so sweet of him..
to remember me.
to remember it's oatmeal raisin.
fio and ela came in and took chunks of it.
clamhead was like worried.
"faster eat it up, before they finished it."