Apples, hand pared, cut, in a glass.
"No, thank you…I try not to accept peeled and cut fruit from guys."
"It feels…too intimate. It’s like…peeled prawns."
"Fair enough. You have a point."
You know you’re old when there’s a vintage exhibition, and the things they have there are things you know."
Mum pulled out and decorated the tree by Black Friday. Dad started the playing the Christmas CDs in the car. Not sure when my family started keeping American time, but I promise it had nothing to do with me. #Christmas #memories
It’s Thanksgiving week! I am thankful for colleagues like @elisetay_ who wake up early to make kimbap to share, and colleagues like @jofid and @melleser to eat lunch with. <3 #food #memories
Boss gave out apples to our team today. My apple was wet anyway, and I was too lazy to go wash it, so I polished it on my polo-shirted shoulder.
Elise: Omg, why you so cute one?! I thought people only do that in story books!
Jo: Yah! I’ve never seen anyone do that in real life! Only in movies!
… But that’s why the action has a name. People do it, right..?
Elise: (telling Boss) Just now she eat her apple, she did this. (mimics) I’ve never seen anyone do that before! I thought it was just in story books!
Boss: She farm girl lah. (to me) You’re a third culture kid.
Wait till they learn I used to toss my apple cores into bushes/trees. Natural decomposition. My friends did it. Made sense to me. Monkey see.