Yesterday, I got called to give a speech on something. Not a speech. More of a public speaking thing. Yes, theres a difference. Speech is extremely formal. Public Speaking is more casual.

So, I went to the front, greeted everyone correctly with, I hope, proper hand gestures. Then I said "Today, I am going to talk about SHIT!"

Immediately, without a fraction of a second of hesitation, Ms Catalina (my public speaking teacher) said "Go back to your seat." I was already half-expecting that. I questioned why, knowing the answer so well already. She said that it was too disgusting. Then I tried bargaining. Instead of shit, it was gonna be feces. Still she didn't let me.

Oh well, I'm not going to argue. I get more time to look for a topic.

Fuiyoh~! Today, I was walking to Point Extreme, I passed redbox, looking down, admiring my gleaming white shoes. It looked so bright and godlike under sun. Then climbed up some stairs. There were these two malay dudes sitting down on the stairs smoking. As I walked pass them, I overhead one of them saying "*insert shocked word*! Dak tu punya kasut lawa siut!". I continued walking as though I didn't hear anything. I wanted to say 'thank you' but it would seem rude cos I overheard them.

Now, thats wat I call a sincere compliment! Yes I feel so proud of my shoes!

Today I also ate 'si ham' (cockles) as one of the dishes of dinner. Naturally, you open the shell then poke the flesh with the fork then shake it in EXTREMELY hot water. So when I opened a particular cockle, I was too lazy to use a fork to poke it so I just used my fingers. Well, you can most probably guess the next thing.

I dipped it in the hot water. For a moment there, it didn't hurt at all. Suddenly, this piercing pain shot through my skin and filled my whole right hand but of course, only 4 of my fingers were inside the water.

Then, I started waving my right hand in the air while my left hand held my wrist, screaming in high pitch. It looked kind of hilarious to my sister. Hmmph.

After recovering from the burn, I took one of the cockles, took out the meat and waved it in front of my dad who was apparently on the phone at the moment. He was actually dying to eat cockles but someone called him so he didnt get a chance to. I was laughing like mad.

Ah, I too lazy to blog already.