you know, there are just some faces you can't stand and you wanna slap there and then? the other day at work was such a fine specimen. i took this table's order and the guy pointed to the words foie gras. and in my mind i was thinking "oh, cannot pronounce." so i subtly, with a hint of french, "oh, foie gras." and it didn't help that he had that irritating-come-slap-me. his eyes are like the smallest ever you'd wonder if they're even opened. slitty as hell. even edna wins him hands down, legs up. stupid cheena. along with the likes of the creamy bruleeeeee's and tartiniiiiii's . tsk.
i was searching everywhere for my passport in preparation for the trip next week and lo and behold, it was nowhere! i panicked and suspected her. lol. but seriously, i searched everywhere until i landed myself on the site of ica and shocked myself with the cost of replacing a lost passport. 130 bucks! no shit man. and it didn't help that i have been overspending. and images of a pissed sandie passing me my new passport over the counter conjured up in my mind. haha. but, it has been found under my bed. some secret place i must have thought of. lol.
i'm poor but i'm happy. pay's coming in soon! and tuition pay also i hope. haha. which equates to happiness in hongkong! ;)
