the original ah lian;
Sunday, June 24, 2007
DISCLAIMER: No, Cherie Lian, I'm not SLAMMING you, it's just an anecdote that I am posting on my blog. Sibling disputes are always common, okay. Calm down, calm down, 1...,2....3.
So there we were, standing in line, (not so) paitently waiting for our turn at immigration in the humongous maze that is the Suvarnabhumi Airport.
I have no idea what sparked it off, but I think I unwittingly said something wrong. [Okay, I was WRONG. Happy?]
"I SO DO NOT OKAY." Scoffed The Sister.
"You do too lor." I retorted.
And so it went as we waged verbal war with each other, until I used my Placating Tactic No. 1.
"Whatever. It's not worth arguing about."
"That's so like you lor. You really seriously want to pick fight with me? I'm right okay."
"We're not arguing over this. I'm not talking to you."
Annoyed silence.
A few minutes later, my sister muttered, "Anyway, whatever. Whatever I have is always better than yours lor."
"We're not talking about this."
"It's the truth!"
"I'm not talking to you."
"Who's the one talking?"
"I'm not talking to you."
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That aside, YES I have survived OBS. YES I have braved and survived Thailand without my parents! Though I don't think braving the throngs of shoppers in Silom (Secretary Market) or Siam Paragon was exactly like the organ sellers and various robbers that my mother had imagined. Not that I'm LAUGHING, yes, I do appreciate the concern, but thankfully, I wasn't the like 0.01% that suffers that kind of tragedies. Choy, okay.
Anyways!
I really do love my watch.
Shackleton
Crescent Girls' School
June 11th ~ 15th
2007
subarashiki sekai 6:17 PM
