| Drawing the Curtains
Thank you for reading, folks. I don't think I'll be updating this site
anymore. But I'll be keeping my account such dat I can go on spankin'
some of the awesome Xangans around. I can't express my gratitude enuff
to all of you who has made my Xanging experience a lovely one.
909 days is quite a beautiful number, isn't it?
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| Better it be Me Myself & I.
I'm glad to have dunk almost all of it out. Bad drama taught me dat I'll burn myself if I cling on. If I get my lucky chance, I'll like to share this happiness with you. But I'm not ready for a brand new episode. Even actors deserve a commercial break. All I need is solitude now.
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| If you hadn't reminded me...
I probably wouldn't remember we haven't had any moments captured since last April.
And they are stored in a place dat we both noe.
This time, I hope we can do it again when I bring home my new cammie. =)
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| From Behind...
He hates her for always walking ahead
Often wishing the roles will rotate
And probably not turning after they part
As though he was never quite in her heart
But never did the ignorant he knew
She can't bear to take a glimpse or few
Of his petite but sturdy backview
For in her head their moments will reel
From behind - the view's more touching
An angle of which she can't bear watching
Her Precious Him dimming in the distance
Vanishing
into the mysterious darkness
Maybe he felt the way she did
Dat in separation, his heart will bleed
But if those feelings truly run so deep
Why, in the last parting did they not weep?
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| Mile High Obscenery
I think the kiasu (hokkien equivalent of being fearful of losing out)
mentality doesn't just reside amongst us, the Singaporeans. And I'm not
making this statement to fake patriotism as National Day is ard the
corner.
On a turbulent flight home few days ago (as a result of the typhoon
around
Japan & the Philippines, according to the Captain), there sat this
stout blonde bloke who took all chances to order alcohol everytime any
stewardess walked by. He was drinking ceaselessly but the stewardesses
failed to detect dat he was already drunk, till one of the passengers
sitting beside him realised the stench in the air. He complained to one
of the bypassing stewardesses, who couldn't make out how the stench
came about. She observed the blonde and realised his pants were wet.
Thinking dat he could haf been so drunk dat he likely spilled his wine
over, the stewardess ran to grab a few hot towels for him. When she
returned, the
other Japanese passenger sitting beside the blond complained of the wet
carpet beneath his seat. I am not exaggerating @ all when I tell you
the wet patch grew beyond the row of seats into the aisle. Both
passengers sitting beside the blonde got out
of their seats while the stewardess tried to wake the drunkard up, but
to no avail. She saw liquid oozing out of his seat, damping the carpet
underneath. It was concluded dat the blonde bloke had peed in his
pants, into the seat. And his weight on the seat caused the urine to
drip out to the carpet beneath. Another stewardess patrolling the other
aisle came quickly to assist the situtation and soon after, a few more
came ard the area, with newspapers and alcohol disinfectants and
purifiers to clean up the mess. The two passengers helped to move the
blonde drunkard to a sleeping position and they strapped him to the row
of seats wif the seat belt.
You bet, it was a complete disaster but there was more unfinished business to come.
Unfortunately for the crew, bad turbulence has led to another Japanese
passenger who attempted to eat beyond his limits to throw up in the
midst of the cabin. Sometimes it really makes me wonder why some people try
so hard to consume their money's worth even when they noe they have
their limits. Especially when one's body's bloated wif air amidst the
skies. Perhaps, this group of kiasu minority had their heads bloated wif more air than their stomachs. *sniggers*
P.S. This is not a lame Yvonne Lee
attempt but a true life account. And FYI, the drunkard was taken out of
the plane by wheelchair upon landing.
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