I just received a phone call from my teacher in NS camp. Her calling me is not the funny thing. Her request was funny. Allow me to try and put the conversation into words and into my blog *teehee*
*phone rings. Doesn't recognise number. Picks up*
Me: Hello. (It sounded more like a question at that time)
Voice: Hello Abigail. Selamat Hari Gawai *really cheerful, happy voice*
Me: Err..Selamat Hari Gawai.
Voice: Ni Cikgu Dini.
Me: Oh, cikgu.. Kenapa?
Teacher: Nak tanya, Abigail kat mana sekarang?
Me: Kat rumah (another statement-like-question)
Teacher: Oh.. Boleh tolong cikgu, tak?
Me: Tolong? Macam mana?
Teacher: Boleh tolong cikgu beli seluar dalam?
Me: ??!! Hah?! Err.. Yang macam mana?
Teacher: Yang macam Shirley (she's my dorm mate) punya. Dia kata dia beli kat Tabuan Jaya.
Me: Err.. Boleh kot. *dissolves into a fit of giggles*
Teacher: Ha.. Gelaklah.. Gelak..
Me: Tak de la.. Okay.
Teacher: Thank you, Abigail *can practically hear her laugh*
Me: Uh.. No problem.
Tell me, is that not the farni-est conversation ever?
Signing out,
MAYONNAISE!!!
Two things are aesthetically perfect in the world- the clock and the cat. -Emile Auguste Chartier
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