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Sunday, June 03, 2007

My railway life.

Attending a school which is light years away from your home brings about one downside: long traveling hours in public transport. So, based on this, it's no surprise that I spend almost 3 hours of my daily life (except Sundays) in the MRT. Clementi to YCK is one hell of a stones throw away =). Me, being a very kaypoh person, loves to observe people. From their looks to their attitudes to what their habits to their dressing to alot alot alot and I can most definitely say that I've came across the true society of Singaporean people.

The people that irks me the most is the old APEKS. From their disgusting smell of unbathed skin to their dandruff filled hair to their unchanged clothes to their bad breath to their un-trimmed nails. Their worst bad habit is that they LOVE to dig their noses. Fuckin finding some treasure up their ey? Why not dig your asshole while you're at it. Up yours motha fucka! Sometimes I wish that they accidently break a major blood vessel while picking their noses and drop dead. But thats just me =).

Have you all seen Chinese men gangsters related movies? (easy easy seh ah beng or pai kia la aiyoo...). There's always this certain loser who wants to be 'in the group' and tries very hard even though he's a loser. He's the most 'enthu' of them all and he tries to act tough when the others know that he's just a small shite and he's always being accompanied by this FUGLY bitch that is supposedly his best friend or girlfriend (losers can have gfs too u know...loser gfs). Well I did see this particular guy in the MRT yesterday. Dressed like some kind of retard, he walks around like he's trying to fly. Staring at other people, making those hand dances that you do when you listen to ah beng techno. His fugly bitch was just as irritating. I hope he gets beaten up outside some pub or something but thats just me =).

Not everyone in the train is an asshole retard. There are your good samaritans and hot ass but nice behaving ladies. Okay thats it. That is the sad thing about Singaporean train society. There are more bad than good. So if a rich ass foreigner decides to take the public transport today as he had a nightmare of being in a car accident, he might take into account of the bad public transport society of Singapore and say "Dude, this aint the right place for me"(you can replace the DUDE with a DANG if he is from a southern state of the US or BOLLOCKS if he's from England) . Then he'll go home and tell his mommy and as EVERYONE knows, an aunty's rumours or stories spread faster than the speed of light. Just so you know =).

Drama was splendid today. Even though I woke up late and arrived...late. From metallic condoms to zebras, drama session oozed in excitement and interest. I so can't wait for the rehearsals to start. Too bad I must miss the first one which will be held NEXT NEXT WEDNESDAY *hint hint* COUGH electric guitar with amp and effects pedal COUGH.
After drama we decided to go makan2 and at last after a long search for places, we settled down (in the most awkward position) in the KFC at some bishan shopping center which name I forgot.
After stuffing our faces, we bade goodbye to a significant number of us as they had their own lives to live. The ones who didn't have much lives to live decided to go lepak2 at some starbucks in bukit panjang. We talked and talked and drank and ate and the girls stared at hot guys and the guys had no hot girl to stare at so the guys kept on talking and talking and drinking and eating until around 7.30. We bade goodbye and proceeded back to reality.

I love my drama peeps!! =)
Whoa this is one LONG ASS post.