Summer~!

Yesterday I finally felt the full blast of the “summer” sun~ There’s no summer here of course, but it’s hottest during the middle of a year so it can be considered summer time~

It was cloudy in the morning and I thought it’ll rain again so I wore a sweater-like blouse, cos I was afraid that it’ll be cold later in the evening when attend Japanese class. Who knows it was sooooooo hot yesterday evening.

I was already sweating a lot while waiting for the bus facing the sun. I was so glad that a bus had come… but guess what??? It’s a non-aircond bus! *faint*………………..Why was I so unlucky, of so many air-cond buses, came a non-aircond bus……..

I don’t understand why are there still non-aircond bus in Singapore…. It’s god damn hot! One can die inside the bus… There was a Caucasian in the bus, I bet he must be puzzled why non-aircond buses still exist in a rich country like Singapore!

Gabriel said if government or the bus company wipes out all non-aircond bus, there’ll be complaints, because non-aircond bus is cheaper. So they left a few non-aircond buses in operation………. Geez……… I don’t want to ride in non-aircond bus…….. it’s worse than you walk under the sun, because the heat is being trapped inside the bus although there are windows… So it will become hotter and hotter and hotter and hotter……………… die………..

asking for help? or con?

Why do I always bump into these people? After the “can you pay for me” incident, happened another “can you give me some money for cab” yesterday.

This guy said he came to Singapore for business purpose. He came to the block near my place to look for someone to help him with something that has to do with his business. But that person happened to be abroad. So then he needed to go back to Changi Airport. So he asked if I can give him some “small change” to take cab to the airport.

Like the woman before me, I said sorry to him.

He looked sincere and genuine. But then, if he’s on business purpose, how would he not even have the money to take cab?? It’s unbelievable.

Why are there so many such people?? Very annoying being asked for money everywhere you go.

Shit people!

This world is full of shit people! Just complete shit!

Gab and I were eating at a hawker center at Fengshan area. We were sitting at a table of four.

When I was about to finish my meal and drink, came four guys, ‘round 20+years of age, about to sit near our table. Then one of them, a stupid fucking man just “snatched” one of our empty chairs! He twist and turned the chair to their table like he thinks he’s very stylo like that. Stylo my ass ! . Fucking asshole!!

I was so angry, even though the chair was not occupied, it was a chair of OUR table. It’s common courtesy to ask for an empty chair from other people’s table! Didn’t his mother teach him that? Son of a bitch!!! Would it hurt his god damn dick so much to open his mouth and ask for the chair?? I guess it must hurt a lot.

You cannot imagine how angry I was. Immediately when he snatched that chair, I said, “没有礼貌! 要拿也不问一声!” (which means “No manners! Wouldn’t even ask for the chair!”)
One thing I regret though, that I wasn’t loud enough. If our normal conversation volume is a 5, then that was volume 6. I was caught so unprepared for such behaviour! I never expect such ill-bred behaviour still exist! Therefore I didn’t react how I would wanted to. I hope I was louder! Much louder!
After I said that, I saw his face turned to my direction. I wasn’t sure if he heard me or just a coincidence. I wish with all the money I have that he heard me!!! Bastard!!

My mood got affected so much and I left immediately with Gab. And I was still angry. I cannot think of enough foul words to curse him!! I know we shouldn’t be angry with other people’s stupid behaviour but it’s tough, man, to not be angry. I think most people would think this is a small matter and just laugh the matter away but to me, this kind of ill-bred behaviour is unacceptable, totally, absolutely, completely, U.N.A.C.C.E.P.T.A.B.L.E.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sleepy in the class

I was always sleepy in my Japanese class... Geez... why everybody else is able to stay alert but not me... I can be so sleepy until my head almost knock on the table..

Yesterday's class was no different, I was copying the notes... Among the sentence, there're these characters : いる, I was so sleepy until I didn't know till where I've copied... I checked my note, and instead of いる, I have written:


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1130...
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I almost burst into laughter when I saw what I've wrote... The last time same thing happened, I ended up writing English characters, instead of Japanese words... but this time.. I have "advanced" to writing numbers... Gosh... must be thinking about 4D too much.

Should I help?

Is it me who always bump into things like this or these kind of things are just too plentiful?

This is the 3rd time I said something like “I was in the bus and…” Yeah, this again happened in the bus.

I was sitting quietly while watching tvmobile in the bus when suddenly the bus driver started yelling to a passenger at the back of the bus, that she hasn’t scan her card (means she hasn’t pay her bus fare). This girl (not a M’sian, not a S’porean, you guess the rest) then kind of reluctantly asked how much to go to xxx… The driver yelled, “90cts! 90cts!” He wasn’t very friendly, in fact he was quite harsh. I presumed he encounters this situation quite frequently, and perhaps gotten fed up by it…

And you would have thought the girl would go and pay her bus fare, but she didn’t. She just sat there, procrastinating, I supposed. It wasn’t too far from where she wanted to alight… And a while later, she walked towards me and said in Mandarin, “Miss, can you help pay for me?” I was shocked by her action and I asked without thinking, “Don’t you have money?” If she would just give me an excuse, I might, just “might” consider paying for her. The last time I encountered a similar situation with an old weird lady, I gave her the $1 she asked for without asking anything… She’s so weird that I was kind of scared that she might follow me home. She said to me after I gave her $1, “The bakchomee (a kind of noodle) at xxx is very delicious leh. I wonder if I’m lucky enough to have someone give me a treat. But I doubt so lah hor?” I just smiled and took out my handphone and pretended to sms and ignored her.

Anyway, I digressed. The girl then repeated herself, “Can you pay for me?”. I too, repeated myself, “Don’t you have money?”. She didn’t answer. She went up to other passengers in the bus and tried her luck to get people to pay for her. Nobody did. She didn’t look to me that she cannot afford the bus fare. She carried several plastic bags in her hand, looked like she just back from shopping at a market or something. If she says to me, she so happened to use up all her money without realizing it, perhaps I will pay for her. But she refused to even give an excuse, too embarrassed to say she’s very poor? I doubt so.

When the bus stopped at the next station, (she stood at the back of the bus at this point, because then it won’t appear too obvious that she’s going to alight without paying) and she hurriedly alighted. That was near where she intended to go already, if not the THE station.

The bus driver didn’t do anything. I didn’t expect him to either.

I told my colleague about this and he was certain that she definitely has the money but she just didn’t want to pay. "It’s very common in xxxxx." he said. “In xxxxx, if they can get away with it (bus fare or anything), they definitely will not pay.” When he was backpacking in xxxxx, he encountered where a bus was full, really FULL of passengers, sitting and standing. Half of the locals were then discovered that they did not pay for the bus tickets… They never intended to pay. That is really appaling…

Why do such people exist?? What would you do if you were caught in a situation like that? Would you pay for her?

90cts is not much, any of us can help her pay that, but chances are she’s not without money. It’s not worth to help someone like this.

There are just too many frauds and bad guys out there in our world now. It’s better off for us to be a little bit selfish and protect ourselves first before giving out a helping hand. Because if you’re not careful you might end up losing your that “helping hand”… This is a no.1 survival skill living in the city……

Old name cards

What do you do with the old name cards when you've changed job or been promoted?

I use it as rough papers to jot things down, on the back of the name card of course. If your name card is 2 sided, then obviously this won't work. If it's one sided, it works very well as rough papers~ Because it's heavy and it won't fly away like other small papers. It's best for me to write down 4D numbers... HAHAHAHA......

HUGE turtles!!

I dreamt of HHHHUUGGEE turtles on Sunday night!!! hahaha.. yeah, only a dream, not real huge turtles. hehehe....

They were nearly 20metres long!!! Can you imagine?? There were 4 of them. We (me and dunno who... haha) were standing on a bridge above the ocean or a canal or something. So we got to see very clearly of the turtles swimming below us. I took out my camera but they were too big n swam too fast... hehehe...

And in another dream, I was with a diving instructor, also walking on a bridge. There were diving gears selling there. We checked out the gears but decided not to buy. And the sellers throw that instructor into the sea!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH.................... so of course, I ran....... and they didn't manage to throw me. hahahahahah....... so funny..............

How I wish I can record my dreams and show it to people. Then that's fun.

Ehm, I don't know if CK will ever read this.. Don't come and beat me after you read this, CK. Long time ago I once dreamt that I was in a small wooden house like those in fairy tales. You came visit, and for some reason I don't like it. (don't ask me why, I have no idea. heehee...) And I had to make you coffee. So I took out the socks that I was wearing, soak them into the coffee I was making and squeeze out the "essence" into the coffee... and........... serve it to you!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA........ I don't know why I had such dream, I don't hate you. hahaha.... You are a dear friend.. hahaha... i don't know.......

Self-drawn images

Suddenly feel like drawing images on my t-shirts. I bought a bottle of "3D Paint" which cost me S$4.90 or so. It was a disaster using this... because it's tremendously difficult to control how much paint to flow out by squeezing the bottle. I should have known. But hey, you never try you never know.

Then I went Parkson and found this :

I was soooo.. happy to see this, as I was expecting to find such dyes selling each colour separately. This cost me twenty over ringgit. I guess this had been resting on the shelve for ages... see the edges of the box. Only a 无聊 person, correction, only a 无聊 adult like me would go and buy such thing.

The first try... was.. ehm, kind of ugly.. but I was using an old t-shirt with very coarse material, which I wanted to throw away... So I guess I had to use a shirt made of finer material. So I took out my Giordano spaghetti strap shirt.

I draw 2 stars at the bottom to try out, I thought if the stars I draw turn out to be ugly... at least it's not that obvious and this shirt won't be wasted.
It wasn't too bad, so I drew another on the top right.

I wasn't satisfy with just that. So I drew my favourite image : dolphin.

It's not as easy as the stars because I want this dolphin to have clear edges else it would look nothing but nonsense. I didn't know if it'll work... so I drew it at the bottom corner as well.

And........ TA-DA........

Here it is, my pink dolphin~ I loved it~! But it was sooooo... tiring... it's been ages I haven't draw... it's so tiring to sit there and draw for a few hours.

I wanted to draw more, wait till I have these 2 shirts washed and see how the paint would react first. It's not supposed to fade or bleach lah... but to play safe.. better see how first.

I'd prefer my own wordings on the shirts but it's more difficult to draw words than images as you can easily see the flaws; words require clear cut edges to be pretty. Actually the idea of drawing images on t-shirts came from a friend, who's selling t-shirts which she printed by herself. I don't have the equipment to print, I don't even know how that equipment looks like... If only I have the equipment... hmm...

Instant egg

I never knew there is such thing as an "intant egg" until I saw it in 7-Eleven. It is selling at S$.85, I thought that wasn't cheap for an egg. Out of curiosity, I bought one.

It actually tastes very nice~ just like my mum's 卤蛋~ . haha... nice~~

I want sunny

It’s been raining so often… geez… can’t go to the pool to get tanned… I don’t like this… Give me one sunny afternoon ppppllleasseee...

I want to say sorry

I am a coward who usually doesn’t say sorry face to face to people. In fact, I hardly say sorry…

So… I want to “say” or rather “type” sorry here…

Sorry to my parents for everything. I am a bad daughter.

Sorry to my brother whom I always bully, always yell at.

Sorry to my loved one if I have ever created troubles to him.

Sorry to my friends whom I might have offended in the past.

Sorry to everyone if I have ever acted arrogantly to.

Sorry to the dive sites I have no money to go () .

Sorry to my bank account which I have not much money to deposit into ().

Sorry to God, whichever God, for I don’t believe in you.

That’s all.

Castrate the rapists!

Again, this happened in the bus.

The guy who sat beside me alighted, came an old man sat on it.

He carried a square bag and a plastic carrier. He put the square bag on his thigh, close to his stomach. He then placed his hands beneath his bag.

It’s very unnatural… where he had placed his hands. I kept pretending to look out the window. After a while, I noticed that his hands were still beneath his bag and they (his hands) were not exactly still, or should I say “quiet”. I wasn’t sure what he’s doing. If you ask me, I thought that looked like he was masturbating while moving only his wrist (AND avoid moving the whole hand).

I really wasn’t sure. He didn’t look like a pervert but his action was really suspicious… Who would put his hands beneath the bag like that?? I took out my handphone and pretended I was sms-ing, I was actually trying to see clearer of what he’s doing without letting him feel that I was looking. If he’s a pervert and knows that I’m looking, that will certainly makes him happy.

Perhaps his penis was itching really badly and he had to scratch it? He wasn’t exposing anything he’s not supposed to so I can’t really do anything. Or should I have asked him, “Uncle! What are you doing with your hands there?!” … Just kidding, I am not that daring…

I was thinking if the bus was with only a few people and some pervert shows his dick, what would I do? I think I would yell, “Psycho! Do you want me to cut your penis with scissors?!” And then tell the driver and the bus driver would definitely send him to the police. But would I really yell like that?? Hmm… I doubt so…

I don’t understand why there are so many perverts in our world. Scums, they are. And the rapists. I think rapists should be castrated. Period.
99% of rapists do not feel remorseful of what they’ve done, of what trauma they’ve caused on the victims.

Last week I read a news from BBC News that a minister in one of African countries (sorry, I forgot which) said, “When women say no, they actually mean yes.” What the fuck??!! These words coincide with what a rapist had thought when he committed a rape. A few rapists were interviewed by a journalist in Malaysia, so I read. These rapists did not think they had done anything wrong. They said they had “urge”, and they were merely trying to satisfy their urge. Outrageous!! Do they think women are here only to satisfy their urge and they can have sex with ANY woman they want??? Scums!! These rapists admitted that it is possible they might rape again. Therefore, I strongly think, castration is the ONLY solution, especially those who raped their own children.

But before their castration, they should be allowed to watch porn movies, WITH their hands tied up. So that they get aroused BUT not able to masturbate! AND when they are really aroused, their dick should be pinched by 2 boards with nails on them. Wahahahaha… And when their dicks shrink because of pain, we should let them rest. THEN we start the same process all over again until they can no longer have erection!!!! Wahahahaha… I’m such a genious.

If I should die beneath the sea

Someone posted this in a forum while discussing about a diving accident which cause someone died..

Carson Ray... 1989 If I should die beneath the sea -- What e'er the circumstance may be -- I only ask that you not cry For such a lucky one as I. But, rather, weep for those alive Who know not what it is to dive Into the planet's liquid heart And of God's ocean be a part. For even Christ must envy all Who dive along the ocean's wall; Though wind and sea His will obeys, He only walked upon the waves. And may I ask for one thing more? A simple cross beside the shore. Below my name inscribe for me: Lost to the earth, but found at sea.

I fall in love with this poem immediately because that is EXACTLY how I feel. I wanted to write something similar but obviously, my English is not up to mark yet to write something as beautiful as this. When I read it, I felt like I am the one who wrote that… because that’s my exact thoughts. Such an amazing feeling when you read something that feels like it’s been written from your mind.

Contented? not so easy.

I was in the bus. The seats were full when I heard some noise from a man. The man is around 40 years old. He was accompanied by his already white-haired father whom I supposed is over 60 years old.

The younger man was throwing a tantrum, “I don’t want to stand! I don’t want to sta-a-aaand..!” The people who were sitting near them gave up their seats.

Obviously, this man is, what is the word I should use? mentally deficient? I don’t know what is the right word to use here, I don’t want to end up sounding insulting for using incorrect words. But you understand what it is.

One would naturally think that this father felt embarrassed by his son’s action. Perhaps, he’s already used to it… I thought this old man looked tired. Imagine how it was to take care of his son all those years, taking care of a son who grows up physically but not mentally.

I again, almost shed tears thinking about that. It seems that I’m becoming a crying machine. My eyes would be filled with tears on the slightest sorrow from things I saw or read.

People say to be happy is to be contented. But to be contented one must at least have a normal life, nothing negative. People who are with disabilities, people who have mentally disabled kids, people with sickness, etc etc… Would they truly call themselves happy and contented? If given a choice, nobody would want disabilities, mentally ill kids, sickness, etc. They were given things that they wouldn’t choose, how can they be expected to be contented?

Nothing in this world is fair. Life itself is unfair. Human genetic modification which scientists are pouring their labour into might not be a bad thing after all. But even if they achieved that in decades to come, life is still unfair.

Perhaps we should all have a “Dalai Lama” with us all the time, like a guardian angel, who would remind us to learn to “let go” or “put down” unhappy things.

But , that’s not possible.

Whatever it is, life goes on.