episode 2.
boy, are my parents gullible.
incident #1:
sec 3 after getting left earhole number 3 pierced...
dad: eh.. i thought you only had one earhole per ear?
me: oh.. it's a sticker.
dad: oh.
mom: (later...) eh...it's REAL...it's sticking out from behind... it's a real earhole.. ANJALI, WHICH SLEAZY SHOP DID YOU GO TO TO GET YOUR EARS PIERCED? DO YOU KNOW YOU HAVE TO GO GET A TETANUS JAB STRAIGHT AWAY?!
me: aiyah. tetanus is done when you cut yourself or something.. i'm fine.
mom: WHY ONLY YOUR LEFT EAR? DO YOU KNOW HOW UNEVEN IT LOOKS?!
haha. got my first holes on each year when i was 3.
it was time things took a change right?
just realized something..
between gwen, pea and myself, we have 13 earholes.
it seems like quite a lot when you add it together.
but then again.. half of ours have closed up.
ine was because my mom removed the earring when i was sleeping and refused to give it back until the hole closed.
and it closed.
but now my left earlobe is narrower than the right.
but no one's going to notice right?
besides, no one has noticed that after the accident, my right leg is shorter than my left, my right shoulder is lower and shorter than the left, and the fact that i no longer have an ankle bone on my right ankle..
my fourth finger on my left hand is longer too.
hmm.. what can i say? after the accident, i became really badly proportioned from badly proportioned.
incident #2:
sec 4.. after getting my hair done at kimage and coming home really late..
mom: eh.. your hair looks different... what shampoo did you use?
me: the same one la, you guys don't want to buy expensive shampoo.. the only time i get to use some is when i leech off gee.
dad: your sister is working. are you?
me: ah. when i work, all my money goes into drama lessons. anyway, i just blew it dry... and straight.
mom: it looks nice... and shorter than usual...
me: really? hmm... must be because it's straight..
incident #3
today...
at 5pm
me: (on the phone) hey mom.. i'm having dinner now at citylink..
mom: what time is it?
me: um.. around 5?
mom: it's late already. i don't want you to get into trouble... come home now..
me: yeah. (spends the next 3 hours waiting for sarah and gwen and jean to decide on which posters they want to buy...)
(at 8.30pm)
me: you will never believe what happened... i fell asleep on the bus cause i was *so* tired after studying *so* hard the past few nights, that i was too sleepy to realize that i got on the bus on the opposite side.. and ended up in kampong bahru..
dad: (feels head) yeah.. you have a fever too... you'd better go and take some panadol.
me: ok. (knowing that i get the candy flavoured panadol syrup..)fine. i'm a wuss ok?)
supposed to go to sentosa with them in 8 hours.
don't know whether i should.
still have to ask parents.
and if i don't go, i'll probably have a nice time along at home doing the things i never really had time for.
[i haven't exfoliated in weeks...all the dead cells accumulating on my elbows and knees...yuck..]
but am still kinda short of money. wallet's dry after paying for the mercedes cab ride. note to self : never book a cab in singapore. just go out to the road and flag one.
