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Inspiration: DayBefore!Misery
Written on: Sunday, February 04, 2007
Time: 8:42 PM

Hmm... How should I start? Yay? I finaly got time to post? Ah heck. Let's get on with it.

Due to an overwhelming response on the auntie who died while waiting for 7 minutes for a train, here's another conversation. This time not started by me. Qing kan:

Met an auntie downstairs. I recognised her but forgt who she was.

Auntie: Wah boy! So big ady! Last time my son fren fren with you still remember?
Me: Haha. Actually no.
Auntie: Aiya nevermind lah. You Sec 3 liao hor? You go which school arh? My son go very the goods school. Bullock Wheel.
Me: Huh?
Auntie: Bullock Wheel lah. The over there that one. *pointed to the east*
Me 5 seconds later: Bedok View?
Auntie: Yalah. Liddat oso dunno.
Auntie: You leh? Ni qu na li du? (God knows why she's using chinese.)
Me: Er... Hai Xing Zhong Xue.
Auntie: Orh... Na ge Parsiling de arh.
Me: Jiang yuan... Marsiling you Hai Xing Zhong Xue meh?
Auntie: Aiya na ge you shen me Theme Park de lor... Parsiling arh. Ni bu zhi dao na li meh?
Me: Pasir Ris shi ma?
Auntie: Ya lah! Jiang ni ye bu hui...
Me: Orh bu shi bu shi... Wo shi zai Mount Vernon. Marist Brothers' de Maris Stella High School. Hai Xing Zhong Xue. (I know my Chinese sucks lah ok?)
Auntie: Orh... Okok yao zhu fan le. Bye bye...

And she just walked off like that. Ah to hell with her.

Got my skin centre appoitment tomorrow. Pray hard that I need not have to take that stupid pill again.

Oh. And the stupid Primary 2s mesed up my tables and chairs this morning. Toot them.

Still free so I shall post another short conversation with a bus driver. Shan't post the plate number or the service number coz I don't want him to get into any trouble.

Along Marine Parade Road...
Me: Uncle, dei xia Siglap Road wo ke yi ji xu zuo ma?
Uncle drinking water: Mmm.
Me: Ok xie xie.

7 minutes later... Outside Victoria School...
Uncle: HARLOW yao qu na li arh?
Me: Tanjong Katong Road. (you see, I boarded at SingPost ard 11am)
Uncle: HAR??!!
Me: Tanjong Katong Road.
Uncle: Orh.
Uncle down the stairs: Xiao lang eh. Kih Katong ai zeh ka ah ni kuai. (He thought I was still listening to my mp3.)

Anyway, I think he came up to check coz he can't see me from his mirror. I was sitting at the rear before moving in front when i pwned the whole 76 from Parkway. Maybe thought I was some spirit. Eh did I mention 76 just now? And the time? SHIT.

Ah well...