Monday, March 19, 2007
They say, it's very easy to differentiate a Singaporean from other Asian countries. Just look at how they behave. Kiasu, kanchiong and always competing to be the first. Living in this little red dot of an island ever since i was born, i've never once admitted to that kind of steorotyping. That's cause if i admit to such travesty, then i have just knowingly admit to be one of them.
But i guess, opinions change. and mine does to given the circumstances i was in. back last Saturday, took a trip to Giant Tampines. As you all might have known, it was officially opened a few days back. So, naturally, Singaporean crowd at it, wanting to see how it's like. Call it heat of the moment, as the heat fade, so does the crowd. Get my drift?
Yeahh as i was saying, i felt like a human sardine in there. it was godawful pack. but in a good way i supposed, to me atleast. I like, it brings out a certain sort of feeling i am not sure how to say it. But it's there. Any old how, it was a major warzone in that supermarket. Trust me, WAR ZONE. i escape from it relatively unscatched. but as you all know, i have a penchant for the dramatics.
anyway, it was war of the trolleys. People pushing their carts everywhere. Bumping into one another and shooting furious looks. Giant is big. With all sorts of section. Camping, reading, electronics, apparels, and of course the market. and we're all over the place or lack thereof. it's just too crowded to be checking out every single section.
so yeah anyway, war of the shopping cart was one chapter, another chapter is war-of-finding-the-queue-line. it was s long we had to weave through the crowd to find the starting to the line. and with a shopping cart to push and a sleeping 2 years old to carry, finding the beginning of the line is no piece of cake job.
so, mum and grandmum do the queue while we all wait outside. atleast there's a book sale to occupy the time. stood there reading about Great Scientist, World Atleast, Great Leaders and major battle fought during 20th century. and do you know there 192 independent country. and the scientist usually have weird difficult to pronounce names? we shall all be thankfull for the likes of albert einstein and sir isaac newton for simple names. and taught syirah a bit of history, crapping about how Hitler and Mussoulini are apparently tight and close. Best buddy, you know. For the likes of Fascism shit.
and uhh, found a real cool game of racing cars. and the best thing is, its an Alfa Romeo race stuffs. Imagine that. Wooo! oh, anyway, on the way home, my mum asked me to take driving license next year. and when i refused point blank to do so, i was mercilessly teased. I enjoy it somehow, ha.
my grandmum says , 'i thought you want to be doctor?' dad; 'doctor's drive car' me; 'i could always hail a cab' dad; 'by the time u get a cab, your patient is already peacefully dead'
his exacts words was ' by the time kau tgu taxi, pesakit tu pun dah mampoz' and we roared in laughter.
syirah; 'and worst, if you are a gynaecologist, that women would have already given birth.' and mimicking a patient syirah says; 'where the hell are you, you fucking doctor?! i've already given birth you useless asshole'
then i add; 'you can't blame me, there wasn't any taxi!'
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i went for my first job today. sweet right. and it was preety interesting.
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still havent got my enrolment package.
DAE still under consideration. Mai, already knows her answer. why can't they just decline my appeal. i'll be happy knowing something. No need to consider lah. Damn.
and still haven't receive anything from TP, email or snail mail. CRAP.
i hate all this shitty affair. makes me worry and my head spin.
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i made a move at 10:50 PM
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