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You know sometimes, you see something gross and you can't explain why but you'd keep wanting to look at it again and again? (Maybe secretly hoping it'll become less gross) But every time you look at it, you shudder again and again. That's how I feel about Kimchi. I think peer pressure is what it is! Whenever I'm with my friends having Korean they'd be all " I can't wait to have the Kimchi !" or " Yay! there's Kimchi! " and proceed to happily scoffing it down like it's Chocolate Lava Cake or something. Then I'd be like heh heh *awkward laugh* y aaa y Kimchi. #dontwannabeleftout I'd pick it up with my flat metal chopsticks, pop it in my mouth  and regret it instantly. I'd do a quick chew chew chew swallow, so that I don't taste anything! and whenever it's in front of me again, the cycle repeats!  Every. Single. Time. I feel like this baby is so many ways, Oh lemon-eating-baby, how relatable you are. So don't

Oh don't pretend... that you've never forgotten your contact lens case before! x

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My mum just got back from her teaching trip in the US and she excitedly came over to me and said.... "Ehhh!! Trish! You know I saw this really cute guy who was doing volunteer work at the institute" "Okay mum" "I told him I have a pretty daughter" "Mhmm" "Then I showed him your picture" "What?! o.o" "Yea! and he was blushing all the way! his friends agreed that you were pretty and he's a doctor!.... but he's specializing! He's going to be an Ophthalmologist. That's not an optometrist." "I know mum" "He's 24 years old and he's not very tall, taller than most guys here but not tall for an American.  I took a picture of him come and see" *glances over* He was okay, he looked like an angmoh "Isn't he cute?" she continues "...he's also very well brought up and very polite, I really like him.  His father is a doctor" "Are you trying to date me off

   

1. It's funny in a non-haha way. The wind was howling, trees were swaying, branches were falling. If my life was a story, Sir Edward George Earle Bulwer-Lytto would  literally  begin it with "It was a dark and stormy night". I was stuck in uni and my car was in the complete opposite direction. I braved the heavy rain and ran into my car (suede shoes getting wet. Curses!) and couldn't wait to go home to take a shower. When I got home, I found that....there was no water! Curses again! 2. Being polite, isn't really, really being polite. You know usually when you visit your friends house and you use one of their dishes? A typical conversation goes something like : Friend : Oh no leave it there! I'll wash it later   (doesn't really mean it, I always see right through them) Me : No no! It's fine, very fast, I'm already finished   (typical dish-washing-person's answer) And everyone's happy.  This isn't the case during water rationing. It goes