number fifteen

the other day. two stupid things happen. i couldn't believe my luck. but it was one of those days, i could honestly feel it in my bones and blood, that something was going to happen to me.

number one : i got a one hundred dollar fine for using a concession bus card without a student concession card. understand? i'm supposed to be using an adult card despite being a student...the laws are so stupid over here. the story is, i decided to get out of my shell and go to the bookshop, kino, to flip through some books to stir up my brain juice. i rode on the bus. happily. but at the same time, with a weird nagging feeling and suddenly i had a flash back to when he gave me this disapproving look when he saw me whip out my concession bus card the last time i took a bus. anyway. this time i was alone. i went to kino. and disaster stuck there. i'll tell you soon. so. done with kino - head back home. as i was walking to the bus stop, i saw two bus conductors, (one ang mor, one with a turban) hanging around the bus stop. i thought, ok, take the bus after theirs. so i waited. one bus conductor gave me a funny look. as though he knew what i was up to. i boarded my bus. i was weary. i was keeping a look out. one stop. two stops. on the third stop, i spotted them getting off the bus in front of mine. i panicked. i saw the familar turban getting closer and closer. i frantically pressed the bell. nothing worked for me.i quickly got off my seat and dashed to the front of the bus where the door was opened for boarding passengers. as i was about to make my leap off the bus, the BLOODY guys came up the bus. i tried to shuffle past them. but they already knew my game. i innocently said "this is my stop. i have to get off here..." turban guy said "yes, yes, show me your card first." i pretended to reach into my deep deep bag, tried to fish around for time. and eventually, my wallet. i unzipped my wallet. pretended to look for my card. in actual fact it was literally up my sleeve. i stashed it away there. i eventually had to take it out from my sleeve and pretend i didn't know it was there (how loser is that). they got me to get off the bus. i stood at the pavement with these two asses. no matter how stupid i acted, i got myself my fine. long story.

next up is my kino disaster. i went to kino, all ready and set for inspiration. as you know, i love taking pictures of anything that interests me. i went to my usual section. and flipped through a book. ah! nice image. interesting concept. *snap (with my handphone of course).....ah! yet another nice image. interesting concept. *snap.... this went on for about 4 more times. then i don't know why i looked up, but i did. infact, i looked up, and to my right. i caught sight of this mysterious stranger, just watching me. no uniform. it's like i felt his gaze upon me. less than twenty seconds later, "m'am i'm from the secret service, i want you to delete every single image you took..." fuck fuck fuck fucck fuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccccccccccck FARK! the blood just drained from my face and my heart wouldn't stop beating so hard. i thought i was going to get arrested. i played it cool though. i said nothing. i just deleted as told, and said, "there!" then he said "if i catch you taking that out again, out of the store you go." and i said..."sorry??" coz i really didn't understand what he was mumbling about. so he had to repeat himself.

yes. i know. ok. i shouldn't be doing such unscrupulous things. i can only sit here and laugh at myself.
that my friend, is what you call a major super diao diao diao day.

number fourteen

just now, i did something incredibly stupid. thus, this entry. i lighted all five of my candles. sometimes meesuah, you have to trust those $4 dollar candles from hot dollar. and i say that only because they've yet to fail me like this one you see on the left, in powdery form. no. it's not some mysterious powder drug. i bought a vanilla and brown sugar scented candle. yes meesuah. the same one i bought you. but silly me, i didn't bother to buy a plate. as a result, after less than an hour and a half of burning the brand new candle, disaster struck. initially, i looked over to the corner of my room and thought, nice, nothing is burning down so far. BUT upon closer inspection, i saw a nice soft creamy puddle on the carpet, getting bigger and bigger as the seconds tick by. the wax had somehow drizzled down the sides of the "good quality" candle and just settled on the carpet. that my friend, on the left, is the result of tons of scrapping at the carpet. now i have a patch of semi brand new carpet. he told me, "now you know what you've got to do eh?" in other words, to make the carpet look the same throughout the room, i should clean every other uncleaned portion of the carpet in the room.

number thirteen

just now. actually the other day. but i like starting with just now. so, the other day, i went to see the doctor. we greeted one another. he asked what was wrong with me. so on and so forth. he took my blood pressure, and then you know how doctors have to put this instrument into your ear to take your temperature? he was on his roller chair. he launched himself off from his desk and slid all the way to my right side. he reached out and held my earlobe, and as he did that, he gave me a bad static shock, through my little earlobe. we both felt it. and there even was that TARK sound. we both laughed. and then as nerdy a doctor as he was, he explained why it happened. ok. maybe not that stupid. but at that point in time, when i got a static shock through my earlobe, it was quite retarded.

number twelve

just now, dot called. i answered.
me : "hello?"
her : "hey!!! it's me!!!!!"
me : "who's this?"
her : "dot!"

but i heard God.
i wondered which one of my friends would dare to say that they're God.