male, everything is A~Ok!

*few months back when my friend stanley arrived in singapore*

me: mom, I wont be back for dinner. Taking stanley out cos its his birthday.

mom: That's nice. Have you got enough money? Tell you what, here, take this wad of notes just in case your short of cash. I'll do the sponsoring. (its the twilight zone! those rare occasion my daughter hangs out with a boy! And alone! It must be the moon!)

me: Woah...thanks. ( when money's concerned, mom NEVER takes the initiative to ask, to offer, to give... You would be lucky u got her attention in your first attempt at asking for the *ching ching* Most times, she plays it cool and rather deaf.


*after stanleys gone back*

me: mom, I wont be back for dinner. Meeting the gals for some get-together.

mom: Where's the $50 bucks you borrowed from me some weeks back? (to get your very first office-wear attire you clearly needed for a very good cause, which is, to wear on your very first job interview) Dont count on me forgetting cos I wont. *evil world-domination laughter*

They say 'ask and it shall be given...' this is one thing I sure as hell didnt ask for but was given..how lucky

I swear I must have blown my mucus the weight of my body mass outta my breathing snouts. I know I should have changed my seats in the bus when that kid opposite me coughed funny. repeatedly. You know, those kinds that sounded like there's a whole truckload of phlegm edged on the base of his windpipe just waiting to be expelled. He coughed like he couldnt breathe and tears were filling his eyes. First few coughs twitched my eyebrows: hmmm that cough sounds contagious. Moments later, he lashed out a string of it and I was screaming to myself: Move your butt! Change seats! Go somewhere, anywhere!

Plop! Lady had to make the spot next to me her seat. I was trapped. Too Cool to excuse myself to escape the 'coughing boy's deadly germs and too self-conscious of the risk of getting myself contaminated, to have a peaceful ride. For the rest of the journey, I sat with my face towards the closed window, breathing air between the glass and my mass. Hopefully, somehow his germs wouldnt be able to get themselves within that space of air that I inhale.

These are little things I do to 'protect' myself as I absolutely hate having a cold. Stranger next to me sneezes, I walk away instantly. At times when its a necessity I gotta walk direct into the 'sneeze-path' , I hold my breathe while I cross the spot. Its not enough to hold the breathe, 'you gotta blow out' I was told. So apart from holding it, I puff my mouth up with air to create a pressure so as to avoid any accidental entry of any air molecule with the 'sneeze germ' in it. Laugh at me all you want but statistics proved me right as times where I got myself a cold was low. This time round, my 'ego' got the better of me and I lost. This is me now typing on the keyboard with a tissue plastered onto my nose thanks to the moisture running down my nostrils holding it in place.

So what have we learned today?

We've learned that little survival tricks can be concocted and they do serve their purpose, so come up with some of your own for self-defence. I have two hamsters. I enjoy Shokobutsu body foam. My name is Pappy Lepew. Use this information wisely!

Power of the mind: Explored

mom cooked lunch but all I can fantasize about is burgers and fries burgers and fries and it doesnt help that all she cooked was toufu pieces and green veg. burgers and fries burgers and fries Maybe if I do this enough times they would just turn to burgers and fries...toufu burger and green fries...anyone?