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Thursday, February 08, 2007

Nat and I crossed the causeway to go to JB and my family don't know about it.
Except my cousin la but I think she'd keep it to herself.
It was quite a satisfying trip I found things that I like except for that lady in the shopping centre who was so aggressively promoting her slimming products to us.
When we kindly rejected her she kept tugging at our shirts and chanting her lines,
"Come and have your weight checked la. This is very good."
At the time when she approached us we were stuffing KFC into our mouths with the mayo and oil decorating our cheeks.
Thats the worst time for a slimming product promoter to see us la.
When we started walking very quickly she said vehemently in malay,
"Eat somemore, eat somemore."

Thank you that was very nice.

After that I went to dance rehearsal where we slacked around as the chiefs discussed things.
So I was sitting hunched back on the stairs and daydreaming about sleep.
My dancer friend sitting next to me has apparently been observing me for some time before she got so disgusted she told me to sit properly.
I was quite confused about her request so she explained that my stomach was bulging out. And she pointed to my stomach awkwardly.

Immediately I told her that I am so fat no matter how straight I sat my baby tummy will be there, peeking.
Because I got pregnant once before.

That dancer and the other dancer who had been eavesdropping looked at me first surprised, then shocked and then sympathetic.

I am actually quite a good liar huh.
Either that or I look as though I've given birth before.
There was a pecuiliar silent as I watched their pupils and mouths dilate when I was waiting for them to say that they know I was kidding.

They were probably formulating things to say in their minds to comfort me, like, "I know what pregnancy does to your body." or "When did it happen?"
To relieve the tension I 'haha' to myself and said that I was only kidding la.
Only then did the anxiety disperse from their faces.

Adults nowadays think too highly of teenagers.

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