_Thursday, September 15, 2005*

time's running out...

PRELIMS ARE OVER!!! i suppose there's always a good side and a bad side to every situation. so, i think there's no need to spell out what the good and bad points are... it's obvious. to those who are depressed over the fact that the o's are gonna hit us like how hurricane Rita's gonna hit texas(just without all the debris and crumbling infrastructure), here's something to lighten up your day. (sorry for the bad taste in jokes. it just happened to come to mind. i know the hurricanes are not something to joke about. just don't sue me over it.)

"Tenjewberrymuds." Funny!!!! Must read!! You
all!!!
To get the full effects, this should be
read aloud.
You will understand what 'tenjewberrymuds'
means by the end of the conversation. This
has
been nominated for the best email of 2005.


The following is a telephone exchange
between a
hotel guest and room-service, at a hotel in
Asia ,
which was recorded and published in the Far
East
Economic Review:


Room Service (RS): "Morrin. Roon sirbees."

Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-
service."

RS: "Rye ..Roon sirbees..morrin! Jewish to
oddor
sunteen??"

G: "Uh..yes..I'd like some bacon and eggs."

RS: "Ow July den?"

G: "What??"

RS: "Ow July den?...pryed, boyud, poochd?"

G : "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry,
scrambled please."

RS: "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"

G: "Crisp will be fine."

RS : "Hokay. An Sahn toes?"

G: "What?"

RS:"An toes. July Sahn toes?"

G: "I don't think so."

RS: "No? Judo wan sahn toes??"

G: "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know
what 'judo wan sahn toes' means."

RS: "Toes! toes!...Why jew don juan toes? Ow
bow Anglish moppin we
bodder?"

G: "English muffin!! I've got it! You were
saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin
will be
fine."

RS: "We bodder?"

G: "No...just put the bodder on the side."

RS: "Wad?"

G: "I mean butter...just put it on the side."

RS: "Copy?"

G: "Excuse me?"

RS: "Copy...tea...meel?"

G: "Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all."

RS: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease
baykem,
Anglish moppin we bodder on sigh and
copy....rye??"

G: "Whatever you say."

RS: "Tenjewberrymuds."

G : "You're very welcome."

it was something i picked off from a bulletin in friendster from quite a looooong while ago, or so it seems, so it might be familiar to some. it was super hilarious, that kinda sounds like my experience with a customer service phone operator working for the singapore branch of the company that created and sells the comp which recently crashed. (hint: refer to previous entries. the one which i was real pissed. i don't wanna name the company and get sued. rarr. or worse, by that phone operator. -.- ) anw, in short summary, this is what happened: he had this thick indian accent and i couldn't make out what he was trying to say. so i kept saying stuff like 'uh...', 'huh??', 'i'm sorry, could you repeat that again?'. i think he was either just as frustrated as i was or maybe even worse. he did sound quite irritated towards the end(but so did i.), it's not his fault but if he sounds weird to me, i think i sound weird to him too. geesh oh well.

suddenly i dunno what to blog about. there's so much i wanna say! ok, too many, shan't yak about all of them.this post's gonna be quite random. i apologise for the lousy organisation and structure(if any at all.), i've been away for too long.oh yeah, i think i'm gonna go to SAJC (if i can even make the cut) for the first 3 months. they're gonna move to PP (cedarian talk- short for potong pasir) next year! whoohoo! which means i'll have straight bus and best yet, NO MORE 853! whahahhaa. i hate that bus, bad memories and experiences. and it's near to soon to be alma mater too. not to mention a new campus and quite a few cedarians wanna go there.(a second cedar?) and i kinda like the uniform too. it's cute. AWWW, just like me. i'm gonna miss cedar... and the handbell peeps and the fellow insane zuluians and the rest from my lower sec clique and not forgetting the handful of teachers who've either made my life during their lessons a pleasant surprise or a living hell. who guys know who you are. i'm gonna dedicate a loooooong nice post to you all after the o's. it's not the appropriate time now.

there're so many things i wanna do after the o's! the scuba diving, the ice skating, the SHOPPING, the cool baking sessions(i didn't say anything about letting you have any cookies or brownies ken.), hopefully a job attachment, the fun times at the beach, the movies, PROM(though it's still in school. bummer.)... gosh etc etc etc. but first, i've gotta survive the o's. oh and yah i wanna apologise to those whose comps are being flooded by ads whenever they come to my blog. try using ad blockers. i don't get any on my comp. >.< but no worries, i'll try to get a new template up and about asap. i'm still looking for something i like.

oh yes. YOU have GOT TO watch THE LONGEST YARD and read TUESDAYS WITH MORRIE. i can't put it in words. it's indescribable. if you don't, then too bad.

i really wanna thank all those who've been there for me throughout my prelims. be it just a simple sms to wish me good luck or keeping me in prayer, i wanna say THANK YOU. especially to my mom, i'm really grateful for you getting up early or just on time to send me to school even if it meant me having to literally drag you outta bed at 6am. ok, and for all of those who have been bugging me to go for youth service for the last 2 months(?) thanks for your concern and i appreciate all that nagging. but i'm sorry to say that currently my priorities have STUDIES first and CHURCH second... and i know i'm being totally selfish and all, and some might think that i've got my priorities list all screwed up. but whether you deem my reasons valid or not, it's still my decision but oh well, you're still entitled to an opinion. but anws, i'm going to head back for service tmr as a start ok? oh wait... it's not you i have to answer to, it's God. :)

NOTE TO SELF ( MY EYES ONLY, SO SHOO. YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE READING THIS ) : i'm lost... and i'm still confused. i'm i just imagining things? there might be something more, yet... there might not. it's that warm fuzzy feeling again, does it just end here? is there something... anything more than this? are YOU the one? you seem nice to me... maybe a lil too nice? is it me just reading too much into it? i wanna know, but i don't wanna ask... so... will i ever know? will i?


counting down the days. wheeeeeeeee. 5 more. x)

*- amanda scribbled at 9/15/2005 10:31:00 PM

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