Lost in conversation...

*My third attempt…*

Mel: 嗨，是智菁吗？

On the other side: Bis du? *Okie, this means “who is it?” in German…*

Mel: Zi Jing… Zi Jing… Errmmm… Stefan… Stefan… Ermmmm…

On the other side: bvci dagfafb ajhfcviyccbe *No idea… More German*

Mel: Do you speak English?

On the other side: Nine *Again… German… It means “No.”*

Mel: Stefan? Ermmm… … … I will call back later…

*My fourth attempt…*

Mel: Hi, may I speak to Zi Jing?

On the other side: Bis du? Dbeydfvjhvcyeevffe… *More German… This is hopeless and it ain’t getting anywhere… T_T* Nisht sprechen Deutsh? *Okie, I know this, ”You don’t speak German?”*

Mel: Nine… Dooo yoouuu speeaaakkk Engeelishhhh?

On the other side: A little bit…

Mel: Mayyyy I speakkk toooo Stefannnn? Is he around?

On the other side: Nine… civwey fehfcasdycfevce ccb eceocbe 6obbvvhkza adawdfaffeffefeaffefefefe… … *More jargon… T_T*

Mel: Isssss Stefan’s wifeeeeee arrrounnndd? Wife… Wife… Wife… Ziiii Jingggg… Ian’s Mama… Dian’s Mama…?

On the other side: Nine… nine… Your name?

Mel: Mellllvinnnnn… M… E… L… V… I… N…

On the other side: M…A… L…W…

Mel: Nine… nine… M… E… L… V… I… N…

On the other side: Melvin!!!!!!!!!!

智菁：喂，你神经病啊？说了一大堆英文。。。 ＊七嘴八舌的向智菁＊

Liar! Arggghhh...

*... Chatting after vegetarian Yum Cha...*

Mel: I invited some friends over for dinner and CM was one of them. Some time during the dinner, at the very moment when CM was chewing a piece of pork spare ribs, I suddenly recalled that she is a Muslim. I stopped her and all she said was, “I will bismilah later...”

*CM and ST are mumbling by the side with the menu covering part of their face...*

CM: I had already told him...

ST: Are you sure?

*FT and CY are listening with a weird look...*

Mel: Well, I always forget that she is a Muslim... Like my cousin brother, not such a strict Muslim and he do eat roasted pork...

CM: Mel, do you know how old am I?

Mel: Two years younger than me, so?

*The girls have this wicked smile on and... a look of unbelievable...*

CM: I am actually your age and I do go to temple, like Chinese temple... I am not a Muslim. I thought I have already told you... Like two years ago...

*Mel in total shock...*

Mel: ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... No... You didn’t...

CM: Well, now you know.

FT: You actually believe it? *lol*

CY: From any aspects you look at it, don’t you think those are just plain lies? Well, none of us believe it, not even a second. *lol*

ST: You believe that for seven years? If she was a Muslim, she would have pray, wouldn't she? Do you really think that she can't taste the differences between pork and beef?*lol*

*Everyone by the table is having a good laugh... of course other than me... speechless I am...*

Mel: ... ... ... ... ... ... seven years... so how about the fiancé?

CM: That is a lie too, OBBBViouuuusssslyyyyy~ *lol* Can’t you tell? You are too innocent! *lol* Oh ya by the way, I am actually a guy and did my operation in Thailand years ago. These boobs are fake and merely just some silicon! *CM pokes at her boobs as she laughs...*

*The others nodding to show their acknowledgement.*

Mel: Ya right!!!

FT: Mel, you are just too innocent... Believing it for 7 years... *lol*

Mel: Argggghhh! You evil woman! *Grumpy!!!*

...Clumsy?

Thanks to the good old uni days, I have never really had problems in giving speech. Pretty much just used to get up and talk with few points in mind and a shot of life juice. Fun, entertaining and engaging, that is my way.

Having said so, I did pretty clumsy yesterday.

I was giving my first work presentation to my colleagues to show my understanding on mobile network. The amount of terminology and jargons were quite overwhelming. I was sort of struggling to speak fluently. As time passed, I could feel my tempo rather messy. My gut feeling, “Shit! I fucked it…” I simply couldn’t wait to end my embarrassment and misery.

I finished my last word and stood still… I stayed calm with the thought, “Come! Shoot me at the head… I can take it…”

… Waiting for judgement…

Surprisingly, my colleagues were pretty happy with my work. They like it. I guess I have always been harsh and too critical on myself. Often myself being the only one having problems with my own work.

Oh well, I did well. *smile*