My travel tale: Wake me up
There was one occassion when I want to Melbourne on a solo trip a few years ago. I stayed in budget hotel. I had some itinerary to travel on a booked and paid trip the following day. So I had to be there in early morning. Fearing that I might oversleep and miss my trip, I requested to the hotel staff to wake me up.
The following morning, indeed, a man staff came in to my room and tapped on my shoulder. Cannot imagine if I was wearing a transparent night gown.
Oops, I mean translucent. :-D
so terrible!!! But truth is truth.
My english, esp my writing is perilously deteoriating!!! The older you age, the more your language improverishes. Oh dear! This spells the death knell for the future of my language. As much as I adore writing, I am lazy to practise my writing to a crisp perfection and to honour my language through preservation.
If you don't understand what on earth I am writing about, and think that my entry is morbidly-stupid written in un-intelligent grammar, it means that my language is becoming bad. Look like I will pack my bag and make a tearful exit from the blogging world.
But no, I, woman of indomitable fighting spirit, will perserve on to preserve my language. Hopefully I can find energy and strength to write often on my blog.
