I was rather pissed waiting for the bus today on my way home. I mean, waiting 25 minutes for the bus is somewhat overboard. Mind you, it's 25 minutes, not 2 point 5 minutes. That's 1500 seconds of my life that trickled away at the bus stop. Of course, I could have just been a garang soldier and run all the way home but I'm too cool for that. Actually I just didn't want to perspired and I'm too lazy to do so anyway.
I guess this is the kind of standard that we get for price hikes in bus fares. Wait a minute, who am I shitting? What standard is there? As far as I'm concerned, and every other self-thinking individual of the public, the bus standard is sorely lacking. This is not the first time that buses are late or you find many of the same bus number stopping at the same bus stop as if it was some "Same Bus Number Party" (oh whee! a party!). Buses are "supposed" to reach each bus stop within 15 minutes of travel. I think there's too much supposing on both parties' side, in that, we the members of the public will think that buses are "supposed" to reach the bus stop within 15 minutes of travel while the bus drivers think they are "supposed" to take their own time.
I'm not discounting the fact that traffic jams or slow traffic will affect the time at which buses reach the bus stop. But surely, it doesn't have to take 25 minutes for the bus to reach the bus stop if some form of effort (clearly not there) was made to do so.
Anyway, on the bus there was a guy talking to his friend on the phone. Apparently he was unhappy at the bus service and was complaining about it to his friend. I wanted to tell him that I agreed with him but I was afraid he would beat me up for being nosy and eavesdropping on his conversation. I vErY tHe sCArEd dE wOrXxX hIak HiAk.
Come on, I must be shitting myself. I'll probably pound that guy into dust instead.
Also, there was this guy who I really think have shit for brains. He was standing on the aisle of the bus, with his bag and 2 big plastic bags lined in a row in front of him. To make things worse, he was gripping the overhead metal bars on both sides of the bus, ensuring that everyone around him was treated to a delightful sensation of his pungent odour. He was blocking almost everyone in front and behind him but apparently the other passengers were tolerant enough of him. I couldn't give a shit since I was sitting on the seat beside where he stood and wasn't affected.
Honestly, he could have grown some brains at the point when the bus started to clear and there were less passengers around. So now, we have not only poor bus standards but also idiot passengers. What a great combination.
Price hikes due to rising petrol costs - 3 cents Block bus aisle with bags laid on the floor - 3 standing spaces gone Growing a brain and develop some common sense - priceless
Call me ignorant or whatever, today was the first time I went to Vivocity. I think the only word that can describe that place aptly is - alot. There were alot of people, alot of products, alot of...space. I feel that the shops there are too big, probably more shops can fit into the mall to lower rent and make the place more interesting. Anyway it's not too shabby but it somewhat resembles Marina Square Shopping Mall in many ways - boring place to shop but plenty of food to choose from.
Oh yeah, today's Mother's Day too. Happy Mother's Day to you and I love you. My mum refused to eat out today claiming that she bought fish and wanted to eat it fresh and stuff. I think i'll get her out to eat the next time then.
To end off, here's a link to the funniest gadget of the day:
I wanted to post about yesterday's event but i was sleeping deep in thought about how I am going to complete the unified theory and end all theories.
Yesterday was my department's 7th anniversary and we celebrated it at Blooie's Roadhouse which was located at The Aquarius near the Science Park II. I must say that the food was on the overall, decent; not too good but not too bad either. I should give some credit to the pumpkin soup which I found tasted better than the main dish I had, pan fried spicy dory fillet.
After that there were the traditional games (some quite silly) to play. There was some guessing game, a really lame but certainly funny show and tell. The theme of the show and tell was "Cinderella" which was really like what the fuck? to me.
But ok lah, I still did enjoy myself somewhat, laughing at the rest who played their version of Cinderella. My branch played a twisted tale of Cinderella, where Cinderella is a guy named Cinderman (ok corny name, but how can you name a guy Cinderella) . Suggestions given were Similala, Cinderpunani but we chose Cinderman in the end (limited imagination please forgive us).
So this Cinderman has a stepfather and stepbrother. We changed the story so that they main characters were mostly guys. And the stereotypical Prince of the story became the Princess instead. Not to disappoint anyone, but we did not do gay marriages. To cut the story short, it was the stepbrother who ended up marrying the Princess with some help from an evil godmother and Cinderman lived unhappily ever after doing housework.
Not the best story I can come up with but certainly it doesn't lack imagination (other than the name of our protagonist).
I wanted to post the photos we took at the restaurant but as I mentioned above I was too deep in thought that I forgot to ask my friend to send it to me.
Moral of the story:
1) Working too hard retards your brain.
2) Never do Cinderella for show and tell. It's gay. Better fairy tales suited for show and tell would be Beauty and the Beast or Snow White and the Seven Midgets Dwarves or Aladdin.
It's been a long time since I've updated my blog. But I'm back! Dan the man is back in the house. But my name is not Dan.
Anyways, I'm updating after Pei Wen constantly reminded me to do so. I had actually told her I will update next year after I'm done with national service but I think it's not acceptable with her, so oh well.
First off, I will have to change this layout of the blog. It has been here for a long while and has served me well. But it's time for a change. I need something fresh. I'll be searching for something nice so if anyone has any good suggestions, please feel free to tell me.
Next up will be some good news. The good news is national service is officially going to end in 8 months and 3 weeks' time (more or less). It's the end of this 1 year and 10 months of...no life-ness and I can look forward to going to school in August 08 (going to school has never been so sweet).
Yesterday I went for a dinner with my sister and a friend of ours, Daniel, at Raku Ninja which is located in Citilink. The food was alright and dinner was great. My sister and Daniel were trying to persuade me to go clubbing, to which i was insistent (and I still am) on not going. So Daniel tried to use his sheer logic to convince me to go and I thought one statement which he made was quite cool and funny. He said his boss, a lawyer at a law firm where he is currently working, "is missing something...a life." The way he put it with a matter-of-fact tone totally cracked me up.
Anyway I'm still not going to the clubs, so don't bother to convince me lah.
