two students came into our office.
wanting to register for the workshop.
I was attending one of the two.
So, while i was issuing receipt...
the students stared at me.
One asked my colleague
"What's her name?"
"Shan Na, she's Ms. Shan Na."
"oooo... hi~ "
"So, you're... malay? indian? chinese?"
"I m chinese."
"Really???? You look like a mixture of malay, indian and chinese!!"
*the conversation went heaty*
"............................................. errrrrrr... chinese."
"But your features... and your name... seriously you don't!"
"........... errrrrr... so, i'll see you in the workshop? Hehe"
"OK! Nice to meet you!"
-the end-
GREAT.
This kinda confusion, really triggered too much of curiousity. =X And now, it's even more canggih! It's a mixture of malay, indian and chinese. WOoohooOOoo! I thought i was always being mistaken as a malay? :)


To me, argument is always the last resort. Or should i say, it never came about into my list of solving issues. *maybe that's the reason why I never solved it.* I do not like the struggling moment that running in my mind, to think of excuse, to think of the sentence of argument, to think of how good i am and how terrible you are to me. Because, it always hurt people and myself, to think sucha way. It spoils the relationship that you've built over the years. It generates the gaps in between both parties. Argument hurts.
























