Cui.

I know too many annoying people.

You won't believe how pitiful I am to be surrounded by these people until I tell you one of them is my mum whom I live under one roof with and give you a very good example of how she traumatises me nearly on an everyday basis.

The other one is Ryan whom I see twice a week.

My mum was telling me yesterday that she went to Yeehong's house to deliver his mum some goods and when she saw him, told him he can surpass my brother (they are classmates) if only he works slightly harder.

Yeehong gave her a look (vague) and went into the room.

How would you interprete that?
- He can't be bothered with my mum because she's saying what everyone does so he made his escape.

At least I did. Sorry, not a very hardcore supporter of my mum HAHA.

How did my mum interprete that?
- He was instantly inspired by her. Not anyone else who said the same thing but her, yes her again! Maybe she felt he was so touched he needed to go into his room to shed a tear or two.

So I told my mum, "It's a waste you didn't go become a counsellor." and gave her the *pui* face,
to which she immediately replied, "Eh! That's exactly what I feel." and continued basking in the glory of managing to enlighten Yeehong, oblivious to me and reality.

So fine, I decided to feed her then-bigger-than-a-hot-air-balloon ego, "FWAH, YOU'RE REALLY LIKE DONG4 GAN3 CHAO1 REN2 leh! The world needs to be saved by you!"

And you know what she said?
"No lah, I'm GAN3 DONG4 CHAO1 REN2. Because even Chao1 Ren2 is Gan3 Dong4 by me."

You know the Chinese saying: There is always a mountain higher than a mountain you thought is the highest?

My mum is the best illustration, in a good way. NOT.

To Ryan now.

Yesterday we were discussing proxemics.

I was trying to let them understand how humans subconsciously define personal space with the example of how guests are usually not allowed into the master bedroom of people's homes.

"Do you have a master bedroom at home?"
Ryan started to snicker and repeated, "Masterbed....room!"

I think I rolled my eyes until they nearly fell out of the sockets.

"So Ryan, what do you think of the word 'saxophone'?"

"Ahahahaha! Sax..ophone."
"Okok teacher, I get it I get it."
*still trying not to laugh*

Too late. Labelled 'LAMEEEEE'.




No wonder I am so cool. I'm well-trained in the reverse psychology kinda way.

Ok bye!