Actually, I'm just an extremely punctual person who's not used to being late. Hahah, ok, let's try again. Actually, I don't like waiting for people, so I try not to do it to others. -->
She was pretty cool about it, and suggested that we go for a pizza lunch. Happily, I agreed, for three reasons. One, I hate deciding what to eat and can't be happier than when someone decides for me. Two, she seemed to know what she was doing and where she was going. Three, you never disobey your uber-garang PIT lecturer Miss Suan. Sorry, old habits die hard *grins*
I'm glad to report that I was behaving myself very properly despite the swollen-beyond-all-recognition eyes, except for the incident where I spoke with my mouth full and spewed something onto her arm. Or somewhere thereabouts. Overall, I didn't embarrass myself too much, and managed to speak like a normal human being.
Over a pizza and some pretty spectacular salad, we talked about the wonderfulness of blogs (cos it brought us together) and gossiped about blogs we liked (a lot) and blogs we didn't like (quite a lot too). Because limiting our convo topics to just blogs would be something too blogger-ish to do, we also talked about family, friends and bitched about APIIT. Or rather, I bitched and she listened. :) She also gave me some very good advice, which I'm going to take after I stop being stubborn and adamant about my stupid prinsip hidups.
It was a good day.
Sidenote:
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felt another tremor again just now at the office. my chair was shaking like a ride at genting! but kept typing away while some office ladies were eee! arrr! ee!
You know what, lecturer is also human! We eat, shit and breath just like the non-lecturers! ;)
Just for the record, I am a punctual person too. :)
@M:
Thanks. :) You know what happened, so no need to explain liao.
@Belacan:
Hello, uncle. :)))) Glad you're back.
@Pebbles:
You know I love you. :D It's real love when I ask a lecturer out, trust me.
Glad you're happy again, Saffy... *muaks*
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