Point of No Return
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
dang it, sometimes i'm just too darn lazy to update this thing.
okay as some may have noticed, i've reverted back mostly yo using fully-spelled words lol. instead of short forms like "urself" and "tomoro" and "4eva" haha. because i realized (whatever man realised realized stupid mac dictionary still the same right?!) that the short forms look gross. haha. sentences without punctuation at the ends still look gross ah. like 'where are you" or "so you coming anot" or "you compile the gpp can" haha.
okay back to chronology mode. today we had 09SH27 barbeque. basically i just sat there waiting to be served. *grins sheepishly* haha. ok i was plain lazy. thanks guys. because when doing bbq there's always someone telling you how to make the flame, start the flame, you're doing it wrong, you noob. oh all that. so yeah. then i played L4D. fun, but not so much. later i gave up on being anti-social and went to play games with the class. played all sorts of games including a retarded one made by zhong yicen which almost everyone didn't know how to play at all. then we cleaned up, played alot with the fairprice trolley, attracting some unwanted attention from the condo residents and a visit from the condo security guard.
THEN, we all made our way home. the guys totally pangseh-ed jeremy tan and I, as we busied ourselves getting that infernal trolley down staircases and out of the condo back to fairprice at tiong bahru plaza. they, well, conveniently "forgot" i guess. i hate it when such things happen to me.
ah well, all that dick about professionals not being professionals has been vented on my facebook account. i've got alot to say this week...
like what happened yesterday, when going home from IMRE. oh yeah IMRE is a real cool place, damn high tech, damn comfy, quite cool overall. can't go into specifics though later i kena sued cos the stuff later confidential or what crap. but the equipment really expensive, and it sometimes scares the shite outta me when i think of spoiling it.
oh well, back to the going home part. i took train back from clementi to jurong east, then transferred to red line and headed back to yishun. so on the green line train, i saw this okay looking guy, about my age or maybe 1 year younger. he looked sorta matured with a reasonable logic. a cool looking dude overall. he was reading some book, so i stereotypically thought that he was an intellectual. maybe. so then we reached jurong east station. there was an empty train waiting at the middle platform, for people going towards marina bay on the red line.
so y'know, you expect people to rush and surge and jostle their way to the middle cabin. mostly will be ah mahs and aunties lah. expected. this ain't stereotypical here. what shocked me was that the sonofabitch asshole young guy also ran, clutching his sling bag like some desperate mutherfucka, into the train at the middle platform. i thought he was going to go through to the other platform side, but he instead sat down. a young boy, with so much more education and moral imprinted into his numb skull from young, rushing like a desperate old fool just to get a seat. shocked me. i thought youngsters would never do that. i mean, i know much better than to do that. its just plain stupid lah. and the dumb thing is that it totally ruined his "cool" image. dumbass.
oh well, enough of rambling for today.
i wanna say this in conclusion:
ooh eee ooh aah aah, ching chang walla walla bing bang. hahaha. from the witch doctor. its mysteriously and stupidly been in my head all day.
