Sunday, May 29, 2005

Apparently, sore-throat and durian mixture is a recipe for disaster. I've had sore-throats that were so bad that the very act of speaking is painful. During those times, i would consciously avoid speaking at all. But this time round it is different. There is no difficulty in speaking (from a certain perspective). But the voice just couldn't get formed. The loudest i could go, is not much louder than when i'm whispering to the guys (gals) behind the fastfood counter.

Don't ask me why i do that. I just naturaly drop my voice to a whisper when ordering at fastfood counters. Especially so if it is kind of noisy. Maybe i'm just evil, making the guys (gals) life at the counter difficult.

I've lost my voice... translate that to mandarin... that's not good : D

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