Every now and then, right after the school exams, I will call home to check on them receiving their results. Dutifully, M1 would report her results, with the usual opening of “Good news or bad news first?” followed with enthusiasm, no nonsense reporting and all’s fine; I don’t have to have a panic attack. However, the same cannot be said for M2, the drama queen.
She would put on a sombre tone and rattle off a number, say 58 for a subject, catching me off guard and I would be like “Aiyoh! So bad ah?” Then she’d go, “No laa, mummy, it’s actually 85! heheheh” I would be caught in this little play, many times, believe me, many times. The drama queen’s good.
Angieneering 
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