“btw, your blog is hilarious”

that was a random message from an old friend today. and it inspired me to post a new entry. because, you have no idea how much that means to me.

you see, for the past year or so, i have been constantly struggling to write scripts that are supposedly funny (to them) and are not funny (to me). of course, since i don’t know what really is funny and what is not, i have failed miserably.  as such, i have begun to doubt my sense of humour.

thank goodness i have stef and andy who think i’m funny sometimes. or maybe it’s just cos they like to laugh at crazy AZNs. whatever it is, we all have a good time. and i guess it doesn’t hurt that i laugh at andy’s lame jokes as well.

and now for some proof that i am indeed funny:
(if i’ve already related the following stories to you, you might not be laughing out loud at your computer because you have previously done so. and i forgive you for that.)

1. so i’ve been taking spanish lessons. and every few minutes or so, i would hear my teacher go something like, “anton says this” and “anton says that”. i was like, who the hell is anton? is it a game like simon says? then i check with my spanish expert, stef, and i realise that he’s been saying “entonces”, which really means “then”, and which was why he was punctuating his sentences with that.

2. for halloween, i went as a facebook-stalker, which was a lot of fun.

3. i then proceed to drink too much, and wake up the next morning with a vague impression that i fell on my face. stef SMSes me to ask if i’m alright. i look in the mirror and find that i have swollen sausage lips. turns out i scraped my face and bit on my lip doing so. it only hits me that i should go see a doctor after i speak to some friends. i end up going to ER only because it’s too late on a saturday afternoon and the clinics are closed.

well, i’m happy to announce that my face/lips seem to be healing nicely, and i don’t like antonio banderas. he just happened to be the only picture i could find of a remotely recognisable anton.