- Saying that it was Judas who demanded to touch Jesus' wounds. I still believe it was Thomas.
- Saying that Moses had an affair and took someone else's wife. I think she was referring to David taking Bathsheba.
- Insisting that prayers from sinners are heard by God (doa orang-orang berdosa didengarkan Tuhan) because she felt she had read it somewhere in the Bible, only to have second thoughts when I said, "Isn't it supposed to say 'prayers from the oppressed are heard by God' (doa orang-orang teraniaya didengarkan Tuhan)?"
- Pronouncing bear as beer, while still pronouncing a polar bear as how it is supposed to sound.
- Pronouncing fusion as fashion.
- Calling me Poo, without the slightest idea of what it actually means; and not knowing my full name for a full month, despite our relationship.
- Saying lots of things in English. Some of the time it's American English and some of the time it's her own kind of English.
- Failing to tell a buffalo from a cow. She once said that her Chinese zodiac was the cow.
- Failing to tell a lion from a tiger.
- Making one plate of fried rice with seasoning enough for two, forcing her guest at the time to live with the consequences.
- Making very well-done toasts with too much jelly in it, forcing her guest at the time to live with the consequences.
- Making a plate of spicy rice with one fourth of processed chilli, forcing her guest at the time to live with the consequences.
- Putting me in a lot of mysery, agitation, and stress that sometimes make me want to go, "Aargh!" on her.
- Running back to a bookshop while her flight was almost leaving, just to get me a few books.
- Forcing me to study, because most of the time I won't.
- Never failing to make me smile again, no matter how many times I want to go, "Aargh!" on her.
- Telling her stories for hours nonstop, playing her loud music while she's driving, screaming around at random moments, making me miss her when she's not around to keep my ears full.
I care about my girl.
A lot.
A lot.
