March 30, 2009 4:05 PM.
Durian Fiesta
My new camera (which I have yet to blog on!) has been loaded with lotsa pictures. It's time I upload some of them.
The Pinkies suddenly had a craving for durians recently. Thus, Albert Centre Market we went!!!
Small Seed Bitter Sweet Durian aka Golden Phoenix Durian ok...mai siao siao!
$10 D24 Durian...Bagus!!!
Pinkies feasting on durians...
The usual full attendance nowadays...
Before leaving the place...A pic with the Girl who's leaving us soon...
I am so thankful that I did not fall sick after the feast. =p
March 25, 2009 9:41 AM.
New Rule for Drivers
Recently, I noticed a new phenomenon in drivers. Male ones in particular.
As I was stuck in the PIE on my way to work, I noticed it again.
But before I continue, let me complain about the jam first:
Whenever there is a jam, obviously, it must be due to an accident somewhere. But once the cars are past the accident point, the traffic is free-flowing!
So.....
Why are all drivers so bloody kpo!?!?!?!?!?!?
Accident, accident la! Why must you fucking slow down your car and then jam up the whole expressway behind you!?!?!?! Or is it like what Dear said, you have already jammed for so long and since it is finally your turn, you should take your own sweet time and admire the scene or jot down the carplate number to try your luck at 4D later? Freaking hell. Most of the time, the accident was just a minor one. What's so nice to see? Furthermore, if nobody is injured or dead in the accident, the number won't come out one la! So stop fucking waste time and move on, you nosey idiots!!!
Angry man. Make me late for work by half an hour. I purplely woke up earlier and Dear was so nice to send me to the bus stop but in the end, I am still late!!!
Ok. Back to topic.
So what is the new phenomenon I noticed in drivers recently?
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PLUCKING OF MOUSTACHE WHILE DRIVING!!!!!
Ok. Maybe it is not something new. But still, I find it very dangerous for one to do so when he is driving.
It has the same logic as using handphones. Only one of your hands will be on your steering wheel and the concentration level is reduced. I am sure all of us pluck our hair and when we do, we tend to be so engrossed in it, especially when there is a stubborn ingrowth that we die die also must pluck out. At least for me, when I pluck my hair, I need full concentration and no one shall disturb me. So how can someone in that kind of mental condition drive a car!?!?!??!?!! Expressway somemore leh. Isn't that dangerous?
Furthermore, it should be something very private right? I would not want people around me to know that I am actually plucking my hair. It is not as if your car windows are opaque, uncle. Pluck your goatie where people can't see you lah, for goodness sake!
Thus, since a penalty is imposed on drivers who use handphones while driving, it should be deemed appropriate for the same for plucking hair too.
Just a random thought while I was stuck in this freaking freezing bus 506 in the PIE jam this morning.
P.S. : My slippers snapped when I was about to reach the office and even bumped into my colleague at the lobby with a slipper on my hand. I had to chat with her and walked barefooted up to my office, while trying to hide my embarrassed face. What a way to start my day.
March 24, 2009 10:02 AM.
Little Nonya Quiz
Recently, Facebook has quite a few interesting quizzes and I took a fancy for this particular one today - Little Nonya.
My character is actually.....
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Liu Yi Dao!!!!!!
*dotz*
Wan Ting actually commented that this is the most accurate test so far.
@#$%&*@#$%&*@#$%&*@#$%&*@#$%&*@#$%&*@#$%&*@#$%&*
I was hoping I may be Juxiang or Yueniang!!!!!!!
=......(
March 19, 2009 10:26 AM.
Betrayal of Trust...again...
Honesty seems to be so simple but yet so unattainable in a relationship.
Is it worth holding on to a relationship where honesty is deprived?
Sometimes, a dumb woman is blessed.
At least she will never learn the truth that can hurt her. Deeply.
9:00 AM.
Missing
I miss my long hair....

March 6, 2009 11:24 AM.
Guys, Look where your hands are going
This morning, the MRT ride to work wasn't a smooth one. In fact, I am so bloody angry that I simply need to vent this out the moment I get to my office.
As usual, the train was damn squeezy. There was this guy, probably a student, and maybe a Korean as his eyes were rather small, standing in front of me with his hand in his pocket. Then, he stunned me by elbowing my chest when he took out his hand, supposedly to look at his handphone which was in his pocket. I just entered a train and I got attacked. Great. Anyway, this was not the 1st time I got attacked. Take it that I wasn't on my guard and he did not mean to do it. I shall rest my case if there was so.
However, that wasn't the case! Subsequently, he kept putting his hand in and out of his pocket to look at his fucking phone! Even when he was not looking at his phone, he also kept doing the same irritating action. This made me seriously wondered if he was doing it on purpose. This same thing happened to me another time with a Bangla but the train was not that crowded and I managed to escape the attack. Anyway, back to topic. So to shun his damn fucking elbow, I placed my bag in front of me so he would be hitting my bag instead. And yes, he was hitting it for the entire ride. I wished my bag has thorns on it. Fucker.
He even got out of the train with me as he needed to change his train at Raffles Place too. There he was standing in front of the glass panels, styling his bush of dry hay on his head while waiting for the train. For goodness sake, no one is going to care about your damn freaking hair la, slit-eye idiot!
I have nothing against people with small eyes k. It is just this particular small-eyed rascal that made my blood boiled.
And to guys out there who are regular MRT patrons, please kindly put your damn arms by your side always, especially when you are in a crowded train. And please don't put your hands in your pocket. No point acting cool in a train. And what is the kick in elbowing breasts anyway? Can you even feel the texture? Asshole.
Fucking hell.
RRRROOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!