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Update : The 100.2mb ( what a bloody enormous file ) of "Sorority Girls Hot Action " movie clip did not turn out as well as i expected simply because i couldn't bloody view the thing . I need to verify the source code or something . Help ?
You guys wouldn't believe what happened just now . I'm still reeling from the shock .
Was on bus 292 on my way home just now and i was comfortably plugged in to my MD while staring half-dazed at the person sitting in front ( i was sitting where passengers face each other ) when suddenly the person sitting next to me ( he was in the middle seat ) uprooted himself and disappeared into the back of the bus as the bus pulled up at a bus stop.
Assuming that nothing was amiss and dismissing the guy with a short attention span or an itchy backside , i barely closed my eyes when i was immediately overwhelmed by a putrid smell that roused me awake and i felt myself being "lifted" for a fleeting moment by my seat that suddenly inflated because somebody had plonked his fat ass on the seat next to mine .
I looked and saw a grand old dame with her raffia bags containing her barang barang sitting next to me . I thought nothing of it except that she was still emitting the offensive stench and i felt ready to be lulled back into sleep by movements of the bus .( i just love sleeping on buses . very un-glam , i know , but its just a bad habit i cultivated from the years of long bus journeys to my secondary school 70 minutes away )
Then i felt someone tap my shoulder.
I swear i thought it was the bus conductor so i pretended to be in a really deep slumber because my bus fare was underpaid *grins sheepishly*
Then the tapping stopped .
Then i got a firm grip on my arm.
It was NOT the bus conductor .
It was the grand ol' dame next to me .
I looked at her with a perplexed expression , and she extended her hand to me , revealing a palm with thirty cents in it .
The fantastic vox of Disturbed rendered her inaudible so i took out my earphones .
"Yes ?"
She mumbled under her breath and shook her palm vigourously , jingling the coins and then pointing to the machine that you drop your bus fare into .
I understood that she needed coins for her bus ride , so i took out my wallet .
Realising that i did not have any coins , i apologised .
"I'm sorry , but i don't have any coins .. "
She scowled and shook her palm again .
"Really , i don't have any coins , i only have this"
Being the stupid idiot that i am , i fished out a ten dollar note and held it next to my gaping empty wallet .
BIG MISTAKE.
In a flash , her hand reached out and grabbed my precious ten dollar note .
Ka ni na .
I was so dumbstruck as i looked on helplessly . She was clutching the money to her chest so there was completely no way i could fish it out from her .
I couldn't bear to anyway , since she looks slightly deranged ( read : ready to fly into a rage and wallop me with her bare hands any time ) and that all that was in her raffia bags , her worldly possessions . I refuse to believe that she was starving due to her enormous girth though.
As luck would have it , i was supposed to alight at the next stop .
I could feel an aura of sympathy and a few "serve you rights" from the passengers as i made my way down the aisle feeling very sore and i felt like slapping myself for being such an asshole !
I turned to look at her for the last time before i alighted bus 292 .
She was waving my money in the air and looking mighty pleased with herself.
I feel so used !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bloody hell !
So much for being sympathetic .
So , all Bus 292 passengers , don't say i never warn you hor !!!
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Took loads of pics with Yan when we went shopping in town earlier on , and i noticed that in three consecutive photos i look EXACTLY the SAME ( same stupid stick-out-tongue pose ) . ( i'm the one in glasses , if you still don't know by now , you're an unappreciative arse ! )
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Even the poor blind guy who's always busking at Orchard tunnel with his sometimes off-tune singing gets an endorsement deal !!!!!!!!!!!!!
