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Joshua Hoong
06.09.92
Audiophile
Self-Proclaimed-Certified-iPod-Evangelist

Saturday, March 28, 2009 I fail at Mandarin, really. Gosh I served two china customers today who started speaking to me in their native language and I conversed back in Mandarin with English peppered in (or should I say, in English, with Mandarin peppered in) and gave up on the first asking the couple if I could explain in English to which they relented, and on the second customer, I felt more confident and prolonged my "rojak" explanation until one of them told me to speak in English if I felt right at home course she was getting confused if I kept at it.

(haha I hope Dad doesn't read this confession because he will totally disown me)

Dad was talking to me about the importance of Mandarin, in the car-ride home even though I had my iPod plugged in which was understood internationally as i'm-not-in-the-mood-to-talk-now and I even had a frown on but he simply droned on oblivious. He mentioned about how the chinese people were spawning and totally taking over the world (well at least he made it look like that way) and he was very proud and carried on jibing me in the side with "you should be as diligent as them in learning mandarin as they are in learning english" and "I read of this Londoner who loves chinese so much that he would pick paper up from the ground so long as there's chinese text on it and he would try to comprehend it" and I was like I don't care. I. Really. Don't. Care. ... Period.