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Monday, March 10, 2003
Unleashing repressed memories
Boss asked me to make tea just now: He: Do you know how to make teh-o? Me: Yes... He: Hot water and sugar... Me: Yes, I know! As I was making tea, it occurred to me that I've not done this for 32 days. You see, before my parents went overseas, my relatives came in droves to visit them. So for the better part of a week I was making endless pots of tea. Pandan tea, lemon tea, tea with milk... you name it, I probably made it. I was so sick of seeing this brown stuff, I gave up tea altogether. I even repressed the memory. For the past month I totally forgot that I had a drawerful of tea stuff. Each time I wanted a hot drink, I chose coffee or milo. It never occured to me that there was tea in the house, much less that I could drink it. Now that my parents are coming back, I forsee myself becoming the teh-gal for the next weekend or two. Sigh... By the way, my parents' flight has been delayed. From Sunday afternoon to Monday 8.45am to Monday 10pm. The latest news is that they will reach Changi on Tuesday at 11.50am. Poor Mummy and Daddy. :c ![]() 0 Comments:
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