!Saturday, July 08, 2006
You know sometimes, when throughout the week you have a lot of new things to blog about, and then suddenly when it gets to Saturday and you finally get to sit down and blog, then you realise that you have forgotten everything that took place in the past week, and everything you wanted to blog about.
You probably don't know, because your dad doesn't go installing passwords onto the computer.
The password thing is getting pretty irritating. I've been trying and trying and trying and trying to crack the code.
All I know is:
Joan says the code is numerical. Absolutely numerical. So I tried house numbers, handphone numbers, street numbers, 999, 001, 995, liscence plate numbers, IC numbers, car park coupon numbers.
My mummy said it was something to do with some Foochow dialect-y thingy, so I tried every imaginable Foochow word in my very very very limited Foochow (heck, is that even how it's spelt?) vocabulary, the few vulgarities (that you seem the most enthusiastic about when learning a new language or dialect), and also words for eat or drink or sleep or hi or bye. Take that, and typing it in English, and you have a hundred and one spelling mistakes and infinite possibilities.
Like that word ahma always says, when written into English, it's peng yu? beng yue? ping yoo?
I told you, I'm hopeless.
Wait, Mrs Tan just called me for the second time to do the chemistry thing. I'm in deep crap, to use a nicer word.
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You know sometimes, when throughout the week you have a lot of new things to blog about, and then suddenly when it gets to Saturday and you finally get to sit down and blog, then you realise that you have forgotten everything that took place in the past week, and everything you wanted to blog about.
You probably don't know, because your dad doesn't go installing passwords onto the computer.
The password thing is getting pretty irritating. I've been trying and trying and trying and trying to crack the code.
All I know is:
Joan says the code is numerical. Absolutely numerical. So I tried house numbers, handphone numbers, street numbers, 999, 001, 995, liscence plate numbers, IC numbers, car park coupon numbers.
My mummy said it was something to do with some Foochow dialect-y thingy, so I tried every imaginable Foochow word in my very very very limited Foochow (heck, is that even how it's spelt?) vocabulary, the few vulgarities (that you seem the most enthusiastic about when learning a new language or dialect), and also words for eat or drink or sleep or hi or bye. Take that, and typing it in English, and you have a hundred and one spelling mistakes and infinite possibilities.
Like that word ahma always says, when written into English, it's peng yu? beng yue? ping yoo?
I told you, I'm hopeless.
Wait, Mrs Tan just called me for the second time to do the chemistry thing. I'm in deep crap, to use a nicer word.