morgueville,heartland living.

my elder sister and i were discussing about how bastardy sbs really is. i cannot comprehend. she was saying how we are actually paying them to stand on the bus. have i mention it before? how much i loathe them? and i how much i loathe myself for supporting them by religiously purchasing the concession every month? oh well. i really can't blame meself can i? they are my only mode of transport to school. and i'm not rich enough to catch a cab every morning. but i am seriously putting weighty thoughts into cycling to school though. muahaha. sbs will lose one potential customer.

but then again, my gawky ways would make my ride to school a huge joke. my sis gave some possible scenarios. i try to calmly swift into the school gates but heaven decided it's all too cool for show. so the bike bend down a tad too close to the road and i skid and fall. in front of my fellow schoolmates. ahh. my reputation. or i may just sweat too much like waterfall and cycling to school would be too much of an unglamourous motion. she suggest i practise cycling to school when i'm free. what a fabuloulistic idea!

and guess i will never understand singaporeans. i hate it when they hmphs at those standing passengers on the bus when they try to get past them. when the next stop is a few lightyears away. and it's not their fault they have to stand isn't it? that's why everytime they do that to me i would just hmph even louder. muahaha. once this bitch said i'm blocking her way with the tone like i owe her 20 million bucks. and i said please la the next stop is how far away why so kiasu auntie? she started bitching back and i told her why dun u ask sbs to increase the frequency so that you can have all the space you want to move your fat arse to the door? she gave a shocked look and left the bus. of course this is just a fragment of my imagination.

happy birthday singapore.

earwax: steadman - wave goodbye