.01
Mode of Transport: Bus
Time of Travel: On the way to work
I was sitting on the upper deck of the bus when a group of students [yes "O" levels is over!] boarded. Suddenly a loud "thud" sound and one of the boys went "ouch"! follows by uproars of laughter.... apparently one of the boys come up to the upper deck and hit the roof!
maybe i'm not tat tall... but won't people automatically slouch abit or lower their head when getting unto the upper deck? is tat the 1st time he got on the upper deck?? or he suddenly grown 3inches overnite?? maybe the tall people can comment on this.. hehehee....
.02
Mode of Transport: Bus
Time of Travel: On the way to work
This is what i heard a little boy sang in the bus....
“蓝只老虎，蓝只老虎，跑得怪、跑得怪。一只没有眼睛，一只没有尾巴，真奇怪，真奇怪。。。”
"A~ B~ C~ D~ E~ F~ chee~ ... H~ I~ J~ K~ M-O M-O P~~ .... Q~ R~ S~ D~ U~ V~ .... double-U~ X~ Y and Z~...."
his mum did not correct him, nor stop him from repeatedly sang his mistake for the whole bus to hear.... *scratch head*
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
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Thursday, November 17, 2005
When enuff is enuff....
i'll be "offline" from next wk onwards till i settle my pc at home... till then, take care folks!!
i'll be back!! wahahahahaa......
i'll be back!! wahahahahaa......
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Quiz: What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?
Your Hair Should Be White.
You've got a way about you that floors everyone you meet.
What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color? Take this quiz
You've got a way about you that floors everyone you meet.
What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color? Take this quiz
Monday, November 14, 2005
Quiz: What's Your Pizza Personality?
I'm no Vegetarian tho....
You're the most likely to go for a gourmet pizza.
You have impeccable taste in everything.
You truly enjoy the finer things in life.
What's Your Pizza Personality? Take this quiz
You're the most likely to go for a gourmet pizza.
You have impeccable taste in everything.
You truly enjoy the finer things in life.
What's Your Pizza Personality? Take this quiz
Observations: In the Bus/Mrt 1.01
since i've been rather broke, i've been taking bus/mrt to and from work. so i've decided to blog abt certain things i've observed and encountered. some pretty gross, some pretty weird.... hopefully this help me to be more observant and erm... less blur??!! [i said hopefully lah]
.01
Mode of Transport: MRT
Time of Travel: Peak hours after work
Fortunately i got a seat. but soon it came to my senses that i was not TAT fortunate.... one seated beside me has a severe case of BO, and the one on my other side was marinated in cologne!! should any one fart there and then, i would flop over, foaming in my mouth..... -_-"
.02
Mode of Transport: Bus
Time of Travel: After dinner, ard 10pm
Over dinner i was still telling my friend abt how once i was in a crowded bus. the guy who sat down beside me sat with his legs w---i---d---e---- open. i nearly paste myself onto the window just to "avoid" him. even using my bag to push against him doesn't work. he pretended to sleep and keep nodding his head over...
and after more than a decade, this thing happened to me again!!! only difference, this is not a guy, but a BUTCH! -_-" it's not as if she has anything between her legs that she can't close it u know... and as if that is not enuff, she put her laptop bag [which was on her lap] by her side and pushes over to me even more. by now i'm half a butt out! she won, i changed seat at the next available chance....
.03
Mode of Transport: Bus
Time of Travel: After work, on the way to dinner.
The bus was pretty empty.... i sat on an aisle seat. there's another aisle seat and 2 other seats empty in front of me. an aunty boarded and stand by the seat in front of me and smiled at me politely. 1st thot: do i know her? negative. she stood there smiling at me for 10sec! i shifted into the window seat and she sat down beside me! -_-" harlo aunty!!! there's so many empty seats ard, why must make me move? and i alighted before her and have to squeeze past her....
.01
Mode of Transport: MRT
Time of Travel: Peak hours after work
Fortunately i got a seat. but soon it came to my senses that i was not TAT fortunate.... one seated beside me has a severe case of BO, and the one on my other side was marinated in cologne!! should any one fart there and then, i would flop over, foaming in my mouth..... -_-"
.02
Mode of Transport: Bus
Time of Travel: After dinner, ard 10pm
Over dinner i was still telling my friend abt how once i was in a crowded bus. the guy who sat down beside me sat with his legs w---i---d---e---- open. i nearly paste myself onto the window just to "avoid" him. even using my bag to push against him doesn't work. he pretended to sleep and keep nodding his head over...
and after more than a decade, this thing happened to me again!!! only difference, this is not a guy, but a BUTCH! -_-" it's not as if she has anything between her legs that she can't close it u know... and as if that is not enuff, she put her laptop bag [which was on her lap] by her side and pushes over to me even more. by now i'm half a butt out! she won, i changed seat at the next available chance....
.03
Mode of Transport: Bus
Time of Travel: After work, on the way to dinner.
The bus was pretty empty.... i sat on an aisle seat. there's another aisle seat and 2 other seats empty in front of me. an aunty boarded and stand by the seat in front of me and smiled at me politely. 1st thot: do i know her? negative. she stood there smiling at me for 10sec! i shifted into the window seat and she sat down beside me! -_-" harlo aunty!!! there's so many empty seats ard, why must make me move? and i alighted before her and have to squeeze past her....
Day Trip to JB
Yest went in JB with a friend. Had good and cheap lunch, and off to City Square we went for shopping!! end up: i bought a pair of sandals at RM$19.90 and have a hair cut at RM$45!!! *happy happy* next month i'm going in to either color or digital perm my hair!!! [depends on how much length my hair grow, it's pretty short tis time].... anyone wanna go together? heheehee....
after a sumptuous dinner we headed back to SG. and we were stuck at the custom for 1+hrs!!! i almost died in the queue cos i urgently needed the restroom.... restroom at whr we eat was, well.... erm.... no thank u!
good thing abt shopping in JB, it's cheap.. well at least certain stuffs and the advantage of the exchange rates. bad thing? the jam IN and OUT... plus issit me? or is the air thr smell diff?? -_-"
after a sumptuous dinner we headed back to SG. and we were stuck at the custom for 1+hrs!!! i almost died in the queue cos i urgently needed the restroom.... restroom at whr we eat was, well.... erm.... no thank u!
good thing abt shopping in JB, it's cheap.. well at least certain stuffs and the advantage of the exchange rates. bad thing? the jam IN and OUT... plus issit me? or is the air thr smell diff?? -_-"
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Quiz: The Animal Personality Test
Animal You Were in a Past Life: Panda
You are a fun-seeker - an adventurous, risk-taker.
While you are spontaneous, you are not very rational.
The Animal Personality Test? Take this quiz
Nonsensical Poem #3: The Silent Killer
The door closes,
All eyes are on the row
Of numbers
Taking turns to glow.
Without warning,
The silent killer emerges,
Spreading its poison
Among the group of strangers.
The lady in powersuit,
Her thick layer of rouge
Fails to conceal
Her face that is turning blue.
One after another,
Sting by the poison,
Uneasy rufflings
As impatience rises.
With stoic faces,
Pretending it's absence,
Dignity of the guilty
Temporarily protected.
The door opens,
Victims scramble out
Gasping for air,
Fresh air of freedom.
All eyes are on the row
Of numbers
Taking turns to glow.
Without warning,
The silent killer emerges,
Spreading its poison
Among the group of strangers.
The lady in powersuit,
Her thick layer of rouge
Fails to conceal
Her face that is turning blue.
One after another,
Sting by the poison,
Uneasy rufflings
As impatience rises.
With stoic faces,
Pretending it's absence,
Dignity of the guilty
Temporarily protected.
The door opens,
Victims scramble out
Gasping for air,
Fresh air of freedom.
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