last night, me and my Mum sorta had a Dr Seuss syndrome.
i was looking for a pen to write down what i needed to study for MBS.
since i didn't have a printer, i had to do it the traditional way - write.
there would usually be a pen near the computer.
this time, there wasn't.
so, i searched around for a pen.
i couldn't find.
i went to the living room where my Mum was watching TV.
she had already heard me shouting and asking "where is the pen?!".
so i distracted her from the TV.
she looked at me scavenge the whole living room.
then she asked "what you looking for?"
"a pen. can't find one near the computer"
"a what? a hand?"
"a pen."
"a hand??"
"a PEN!"
"oh...a pen. that's why i was wondering why were you looking for a hand."
"why would i need a hand??"
then i just gave that -_-" look.
i thought to myself how silly that conversation was.
next thing you know it, we'd be talking about green eggs and ham.

ok.
now i got the whole picture of Dr Seuss with green eggs and ham in my head.