"You're wishin' too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughta be.”
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back from the bowling competition held by my company today. i only chose to be a spectator because i find the moment when you have to walk back to your seat after rolling the ball particularly awkward. i never know where or how to look, and worst still, chances are that all eyes will be fixed on you. it was quite fun though, especially seeing all those office-workers go crazy after a strike, but i left early to go home with a colleague.

i'm pretty surprised that i was actually able to converse with her. i always thought i was a rather talkative person who could talk to almost anyone, but after starting work, i realised that was only limited to people about my own age, and who speak mainly english. okay so that cancels out the "almost anyone" part. the point is i've been so quiet at work that i would hardly recognise myself if i tried. and after a while, i just can't be bothered thinking of topics to talk about and trying to phrase them in proper chinese which people can actually understand that it becomes easier to be quiet. you know? like everyone knows you as the quiet girl anyway so you might as well be. anyway, there was a flicker of my old self back as i chatted with my colleague. though she is nowhere near my own age(her children are, though, haha), she speaks english. and maybe that's why.

so now i know the importance of speaking good chinese. and i'm improving! my chinese has become from "potato" to "malaysian chinese" (the cleaning auntie thought i was a malaysian cos of the way i speak chinese, haha!)... and hopefully soon i'll be able to speak to the customers from china.