just trying to take up space

my kor is not one of the most sympathetic people around. he told me this today


"but you know there's one thing ultra pathetic about you."
"yes?"
"your blog."


thank you for the accolade. yes i know i haven't been blogging often, but you guys don't really have to know more about my (bimbotic) escapades, do you? surprisingly, i only find them worth blogging about, cuz they're quite laughable. well in any case, if you guys are still interested...

Bimbotic Incident Number 1
friend's sms: "so why are you on the bus? i thought you'll be on a train instead."
my tizzy reply: "oh! i forgot i normally walk to the mrt! i walked and found myself at the bus stop instead, so i decided i will take a bus to the mrt station afterall. teehee"

the best part, i didn't mean to intentionally make a joke at my own expense. it was only AFTER sending the message that i realised how bimbotic that sounded.


Bimbotic Incident Number 2
while playing taboo, the word i had to describe to my teammates was "bachelor".

i said --- (drumroll please) "what's the male version of a nun?", thinking it was quite a brilliant brainwave.

Bimbotic Incident Number 3
lady at the counter: "madam, i'm afraid i cannot process your cashier's order application for you. your signature is different from our bank records."
me (opens my eyes wide. see, i had previously changed the signature to my bank account to a foolproof one that even i can remember and replicate consistently.) says to the lady weakly, "are you sure?"
lady at the counter: "oh yes. quite sure. why don't you wait a moment, madam."
me ( weak smile, wonders if she was going to get a policeman to escort me out of their office. seriously. was wondering how many people got this treatment each day, when suddenly...)
lady at the counter: "madam, please look at this," (points to a computer monitor.)

it is my signature, as it appears on bank records. and it is just a squiggle. infallible indeed.