Lum Sup Gor Tao v. 1 to wet the head 2 to be in such deep shit that there is nothing you can do to change ur current state ; ngor yi ka hou chi lum sup zou gor tao, mou tirt wui tao lah!
im so gonna add this to my vocabulary. dun u think its so... so abstract? i noe its supposed to be an idiom and all but how in the world can wetting ur head be associated with being in an irreversible state?? i just cun fathom. oh btw, this is cantonese hor, in case someignoramus pple are trying to figure out the above.
on a somewat related note, i love my accounting lecturer, who's really Karen Mok's brother... but i cun seem to draw any similarities between the two, except that they probably share the same ancestors and for the fact that they are both soooo skinny... kekeke.... i remember the painful lectures i had when i was in np (and still am), hating economics and accounting in particular... i hate it so much i mentally erase off all the knowledge i have gained during the 3 years of study and swore never to touch it again, "NEVER!" i told myself.. but swearing doesnt help a wee bit cos here i am, faithfully attending classes every week without fail and conscientiously taking down notes while im at it... and for BOTH accounting AND economics... how adequate... but this time its totally different.. the lectures are actually interesting! its quite wondrous how Karen's brother could make such a boring subject come alive.. so i pretty much enjoy it.. and also considering the fact that i have willingly opted to do a mgt degree and paying the fees from my own pocket.. it HAS to be interesting....
coming back to the idiom, it was karen's brother who popped it into my head. He was explaining how speculators of the share market sometimes find themselves trapped in a sticky situation, describing it using the idiom. Even though im a cantonese, i was quite puzzled after hearing it for the first time. So on the way home, i asked SuuPurrMom for the definition of this chim-chim idiom.. she explained that in the past when a man decides to retire from the ordinary temporal concerns of the world and devote himself to religion, there is absolutely no turning back once the hair is wet (during the formalities of shaving the hair and stuff like tt)
Puzzled Fangzz : huh?? why must wet the hair leh?
SuuPurrMom : aiyo, its just like gg to the salon for a haircut. the hairdresser will wet ur hair first before cutting it right?
Puzzled Fangzz : hmmm... ya....
SuuPurrMom : so its similar to the monk example, if you were to go to the hair salon, you cannot change your mind abt cutting your hair after having sat down and getting it wet right?
Puzzled Fangzz : errmmm.... but i did..
SuuPurrMom : ........................
so i did. i actually changed my mind after the hairdresser wrapped me up in layers and started spraying my hair wet. reason no. 1 being i was already unsure cos the regular hairdresser i had was busy and i didnt want to wait. reason no. 2 was becos the bloody hairdresser sprayed water into my eyes! wat impudence! i was so pissed i told her i no longer wanted my hair cut, stood up and left. pretty outrageous huh? i guess some of u would too.. i mean she cun even spray properly, wat in the world makes u think she can cut properly?? how can i trust tt she'll give me a decent cut? its MY hair you're tokin abt okkayy??
alrigght alrigght..... im just plain mean.. so sue me.
im so gonna add this to my vocabulary. dun u think its so... so abstract? i noe its supposed to be an idiom and all but how in the world can wetting ur head be associated with being in an irreversible state?? i just cun fathom. oh btw, this is cantonese hor, in case some
on a somewat related note, i love my accounting lecturer, who's really Karen Mok's brother... but i cun seem to draw any similarities between the two, except that they probably share the same ancestors and for the fact that they are both soooo skinny... kekeke.... i remember the painful lectures i had when i was in np (and still am), hating economics and accounting in particular... i hate it so much i mentally erase off all the knowledge i have gained during the 3 years of study and swore never to touch it again, "NEVER!" i told myself.. but swearing doesnt help a wee bit cos here i am, faithfully attending classes every week without fail and conscientiously taking down notes while im at it... and for BOTH accounting AND economics... how adequate... but this time its totally different.. the lectures are actually interesting! its quite wondrous how Karen's brother could make such a boring subject come alive.. so i pretty much enjoy it.. and also considering the fact that i have willingly opted to do a mgt degree and paying the fees from my own pocket.. it HAS to be interesting....
coming back to the idiom, it was karen's brother who popped it into my head. He was explaining how speculators of the share market sometimes find themselves trapped in a sticky situation, describing it using the idiom. Even though im a cantonese, i was quite puzzled after hearing it for the first time. So on the way home, i asked SuuPurrMom for the definition of this chim-chim idiom.. she explained that in the past when a man decides to retire from the ordinary temporal concerns of the world and devote himself to religion, there is absolutely no turning back once the hair is wet (during the formalities of shaving the hair and stuff like tt)
Puzzled Fangzz : huh?? why must wet the hair leh?
SuuPurrMom : aiyo, its just like gg to the salon for a haircut. the hairdresser will wet ur hair first before cutting it right?
Puzzled Fangzz : hmmm... ya....
SuuPurrMom : so its similar to the monk example, if you were to go to the hair salon, you cannot change your mind abt cutting your hair after having sat down and getting it wet right?
Puzzled Fangzz : errmmm.... but i did..
SuuPurrMom : ........................
so i did. i actually changed my mind after the hairdresser wrapped me up in layers and started spraying my hair wet. reason no. 1 being i was already unsure cos the regular hairdresser i had was busy and i didnt want to wait. reason no. 2 was becos the bloody hairdresser sprayed water into my eyes! wat impudence! i was so pissed i told her i no longer wanted my hair cut, stood up and left. pretty outrageous huh? i guess some of u would too.. i mean she cun even spray properly, wat in the world makes u think she can cut properly?? how can i trust tt she'll give me a decent cut? its MY hair you're tokin abt okkayy??
alrigght alrigght..... im just plain mean.. so sue me.
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