My friend, Patrick

Patrick and I have been friends for a long long time.

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The Incident

I was driving home from the south. It was rather late, nearly 11PM. The particular stretch of road was lonely and quiet. It was quite well lit and I could see afar, both in front of me and behind, there were no cars.

Feeling rather lethargic and sleepy during the long drive alone, I had the radio on, blasting away to help keep me awake. 

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a man ran out onto the road, right in front of me. I screamed! Hit the brakes! But it was too late! I hit him!  Two ugly thuds were made by the tyres when the car ran over him.

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Why is your hair so messy?

Michelle of my little Primary class came up to me today, with money clasped tightly in the palm of her hand.

"Teacher, fees."

"Ok, thanks"

She stared hard at me and then remarked, "Why is you hair so messy?" (I distinctly hear a tone which mothers reserve for their kids when they comment about their hair/clothes/state of their room.........)

"Oh, I have no money to buy a comb. But now you gave me so much money, I shall be able to buy a comb and this will not happen again"

It took about half a second for her little 6 year old brain to process and she replied with a "Ok" and promptly went off to chat with her classmates.

Background to the reason why this scenario transpired;

I had some time to kill when I finished my appointment early last Friday and it was not time for classes yet. So I popped over to Yivonne, my hair stylist. I thought she'll give me a trim or perhaps a new colour for the hair but she suggested a perm. Stupid, stupid me got 'sucked' into the 'just a body perm to give it some volume' portal.

It turned out to be VERY wavey and the curls are tight, almost afro-like. I had been experimenting with it, to see how I can tame it a little further.Today it just turned out to be ...................as Michelle said, messy!

I am going to see her again tomorrow. I better NOT BE MESSY!

Update on Monday, April 6, 2009 at 11:25AM by Katy

Michelle is about as tenacious as a pit bull. She just would  not let it go. This was the 1st thing she said to me when she saw me.

"Teacher, why did you go and curl your hair??"

Then another girl (I can't remember who) said, "Because it's nice."

"YA, because it's nice. Don't you think it's nice?"

She forced a 'sort-of' smile and said, "Er, ya"

"But you prefer it straight?", I asked.

"YA!"

"Ok, next time I'll straighten it"

"OK!"

PTS Adventure in Seremban

On Tuesday, I went on my 1st 'outstation' PTS visit. I had been sick for about 5 days already. My voice was totally gone and I was under medication. Andrew called me on Monday evening and said, "I am driving you down to Seremban tomorrow. You are under medication, it's not safe"

How nice! But I strangely suspect he does not want to get me from some out of the way kampung somewhere when I get lost. This is the 1st time I am driving south from Klang. It'll be a different route from what I am used to.

So when Tuesday came, I went about doing all the stuff I do before a visit, checking the class plan, all the paperwork and to make sure I have everything. And off we went. We got there early so we scout around for some dinner. Halfway through (dinner, I mean) there was a power outtage.

'It better be temporary' I thought. But it turned out to be VERY major. Nearly the whole of Seremban 2, which is the new area was out. So I sat at the ballet school and waited. And waited. AND WAITED! But it grew darker and darker and it was sweltering. There was no way class could go on.

So then, we made our way back home. All the way......................for nothing. What a bummer! I have to go back again next week. But at least I know the way now.

Adventure at the hospital

My friend, Ann had been ill. So this morning, Alison and I made our way to Universiti Hospital. That place is ONE HUGE MAZE!

We 'snaked' our way up into the parking, then meandered through corridors, climbed up and down stairs, rode on several lifts. All that while, I was worried we will not be able to get back to the car again.

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