Saturday, December 24, 2005
bleu bleu bleu bleu bleu blue.
Excellent stuff.
My Vcds are due on christmas day, wonder if i'll have to pay a fine
if they arent open.
Popped by at my aunt's place and they had a hokkien christmas carolling session.
gosh not the best stuff i've been to. Old people being really enthusiatic, wearing santa hats with lights and lightstick bangles.
Didnt understand a word they were singing though.
Then my aunt served Luo han guo. I tell you, its treacherous.
Everyone lies to you that it tastes so sweet and start a verbal diarrhea about how good it is for your health.
you take a sniff and you are convinced otherwise. yet, a full cup of it with your name written all over it is pushed into your hands. you see them gulping down the brown transparent liquid as if it tasted better than coke.
you begin sway in their direction. Should i?
Then you take the plunge.
A sip.
yup, all it takes. A sip.
It tricks you at the first 2 secs it comes into contact with your tastebuds.
sweet.
then all hell breaks loose.
Bitterness.
you spit everything out, yet the stench continues to eat through your tongue.
It is a Luo Han Guo.
[ Mosh the Toemato ] 11:27:00 PM
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Thursday, December 22, 2005
Zooommm...ZoooOomm..
Agenda for today: Screwed up drivers.
Case 1: I'll kickstart with my very own shitass driving.
a week back, i was driving the bunch of guys out to fish.
They start yakking about paintball and my mind joined into their
conversation.
*shouts* *big bright headlights coming from the right* *i jam my brakes*
A lorry speeds past, an inch more and it'd have taken my engine with it.
Case 2: Fishing trip yesterday. LP drives. Throughout the journey, numourous
taxis block his way, cut lanes, flash lights, blast horns and throw stares around. seriously, taxi drivers should take short breaks.Go drain their main viens or smth.
hahaha
Case 3: Today, Suntec city; dropoff point. My dad's in the left lane taking a left
turn into the dropoff zone. A car in front of us has the left signal going. We wait.
All clear but the car aint moving. We honk. Once, twice, five times. Traffic was heavy, we couldnt go round. At the last straw, two long blasts of the horn but the jackass still doesnt budge!!! We finally circle around him and made the pass. The driver turns and stares at us as we go by.
Wow. Firstly, he doesnt have the fucking common sense to put on BOTH hazard lights while stopping beside the road.
Secondly, after honking him, he could bloody hell just enter the dropoff zone!!! its so bloody big that 3 lorries could play catching in there!
thirdly, KNN STARE WAD STARE!!! ASK YOUR FATHER GIVE YOU MONEY BUY KANG!!!! LOLLIPOP!!!!
[ Mosh the Toemato ] 9:18:00 PM
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Sunday, December 18, 2005
A reflection of my family.
Yesterday.
Had a strenuous game of badminton with jeremy.
My thighs are killing me...
Anyways we took a cab and the driver began blabbering
once he saw our rackets.
The malay cabby begins to rattle on about s'pore being unable
to produce local sports talents unlike the days when Malaysia and S'pore
were as one.
People who criticise the country they live in should very well be shot.
All that talk, why not walk the walk? Go win a gold medal for S'pore!!!
The next second, i found myself bitch slapping my face.
Cabby: I tell you what, take my number and call me on monday. i'll meet
you at the xxxxxxx(i couldnt make out wad he said) and you go and check out
the hall of fame there. 1977, my name. I played badminton for xxxxxxx(dunno wad he said) ..
Right, i believe him.
This one way conversation continues throughout the journey.
Cabby: DO YOU REALISE I HAVE NEVER USED SINGLISH?
like whoa. its true. Not quite the newscaster english but its good.
Cabby: I have a degree in xxxxxxxx and a degree in xxxxx....
(everything xxxxx i dont understand ya?.. he mentioned smth about studying in rotterdam or smth)
Us: wah, then uncle why u driving taxi? retired driving for leisure izzit?
Cabby goes on to explain that he was some sorta big shot manager with a condo and
three children. A lawyer, engineer and one schooling in the american school.
like Whoaaaa...
Us: so uncle why u drive taxi? your kids so rich? can give u right?
Cabby: MY FRIEND!!! this is my PRIDE. i dont take money from my children.
Wierd theory, but i find it hilarious, so we play on.
A short debate about taking money from children and countless repeats of the above sentence from the cabby.
We later found out that he is driving a cab because he is unable to pay his installments for his condo. $1.6k each month.
Cabby constantly emphasizes on the 15hrs he work each day and yet still has to feed the family. Takes none of the money from his children because of pride.
Says the most important things in life are family and religon,
but exclaims when he sees a chinese lady flagging for a cab.
Cabby: should not have picked you guys up! see that girl, should have picked her.
*maniac laughter*
I tell you ah, this one confirm "seasoned".
His eyes constantly fixed on her.
Religon? Family? Sex?
Shitters.
[ Mosh the Toemato ] 10:40:00 PM
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