I think I have become addicted to blogging.
oh crap.
Just now the phone rang and I tried to answer it.
knocking down a cup of warm water that I have been drinking to
stop my cough.somehow I actually thought would work.
anyway, now the table is wet, my school diary is wet and math teacher's worksheet also wet.
if mrs seah don't kill me I probably would kill myself.
the caller had the WRONG FREAKING NUMBER.
why are some ppl so spastic?!
THE CONVERSATION
person in italics.me in normal font.
can I speak to mister johnny low?
who's that speaking?
I want to speak to mister johnny low now.
sorry?
mister low! are you his secretary is it? why you don't let me talk to him eh?
I am not his secretary. I think you got the wrong number.
then are you mr. mah's secretary?
I am not anybody's secretary!!!!! (start to have a fits)
.....are you sure?...
.....................
may i speak to mr.johnny low?
( I slam the phone down.)
who the hell is mr johnny low?!
shaomin