Friday, November 03, 2006
the boy who cried: chicken or pig!
the fire trucks came. its quite common, really. everyday you hear the trucks (or the ambulance) run up and down the streets of charlottesville at least twice. but this time, they ran to munford. and we (or i) had to stand in the cold in shorts and slippers while the macho firemen valiantly walked into the not-burning building and put a fan in to the kitchen to dispere the smoke. all that training was put into good use.
and when the all-clear signal was given, i scrambled in to my room to grab my camera to kpoh some photos in true photojournalist style (trying to be,
lah).
i took some photos with my slr too. i finished up the roll and wanted to rewind the film but nothing seemed to be happening. so i
cleverly opened my camera and
happily exposed my film. gone. my macho fireman pictures. my cute halloween kids. gone. =(
**
i emailed home telling my family about my birthday plans. i said something alone the lines of having a kiddy party.. but i probably used the word 'children' instead of 'kid' (i dont remember). so my uncle replies:
i think the children's party is a good idea. where are you going to get the children from? **
and the million dollar question is: are you a chicken or pig?
ham and eggs
pig and chicken
the pig is committed, the chicken is involved
which are you?
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