My Engrish Very The Powderful

I want a holiday. So what that my semester just started? I want one. At a beach. Tsunami or no tsunami. I wanna dive-bomb into the water. Yes, that would be nice.

I'll have to make do with my condo's pool for now.

Three things happened today (and it's only 2pm now):

1. First time ever in my university life that I went to LUCT at 9am knowing that I have no class.
   
2. My English is deteriorating to the level of a Chinese-educated Ah Lian.
3. My Mom thinks I have a secret boyfriend.

As for item #1, I went to LUCT for a group discussion, although I don't consider it a group when there's only two people in the group. I shall call it, a team discussion. It's probably impossible to have a bad day with Jon as your teammate. Our meeting today *was highly productive.

In item #2's case. I'm beginning to develop The Ah Lian Syndrome, which is the confusion between the pronunciation of 'R's and 'L's. I must point out, however, that these early symptoms of TALS (you may pronounce it as TARS) only surfaced with heavy interaction with Jon.

And for item #3, my Mom (finally) noticed that I was wearing a ring on my right pinky, which I have been wearing for over a month or so now. The following conversation ensued:

Me: *scratches head with right hand*
Mom: "Eh, you're wearing a ring?"
Me: "What, oh... It was there for..."
Mom: "... engaged already ah?"
Me: "Ack! No!"
Mom: "Who gave it to you?"
Me: "I got it myself la"

Does a ring have to be from someone when I wear one, damnit?

*Opinions may vary.