the daily struggles of Junior with his skin problems

Monday, June 26, 2006

my dream

Yesterday, I had a dream.

I dreamt that I was in a car with 2 other colleagues. It was a left hand drive. We crash into a high school bus. It was a though I'm in angmohland.

funnypartOne: My colleague told me she had the reverse gear on so we won't be that badly smashed up.

When the ambulance came, funnypartTwo: I told myself I have to act the most feeble in front of the most handsome high school kid. Which I did for one Brad Pitt lookalike.

When I was wheeled to the hospital, I saw my parents sticking "man yue" (one month) baby notice on the delivery ward notice board (my sisters both had babies in May you see). They asked me where I was going, as if they couldn't see whats wrong with me.

All I know was, I had slight injuries, except that I couldn't breathe, as though my lungs were collapsing.

The doctor cometh. funnypartThree: Hugh Jackman!!!!!

He treated me and I recovered. funnypartFour: we fell in love.
I remembered that it the main bulk of the super long dream was devoted to our dating time.
I didn't wanted it to end you see.

funnypartFive: he had a part in a new movie and we went to the gala premiere of the movie. I bumped into his wife. Then I got fuming mad that he two-timed me.

I bumped into this younger brother and we funnypartSix: had a sexy dance. Hugh darling was furious that I took sweet revenge. He stomped off with his wife in tow.

Then I woke up. The dream lasted the whole night. I had a whole night of male bonding.

mad people at chinatown

We all know that there are many crazy people out there, including me. I've been in woodbridge before, but then again, it's another story.

I was having lunch with my galpal-bestfriend-buddies4eva (I hope you are enjoying this verse) at chinatown. An old man shuffled past and asker her for money. She shakes her head. Another came by and ask her if she was interested in having her fortune told. She shakes her head too.
I began to wonder why am I that darn unapproachable when this young guy came up and ask my girfriend for SGD10.

I always think SGD2 is reasonable provided the begger is old or handicapped, any amount is OK for tissue-seller, but for a mobile young person to ask for SGD10...well...
My girlfriend shakes her head, but received a prod from the guy at her arms. He turned around and asked me. I was acting busily eating.
He push me with his fingers again on my arm and asked for SGD10. I gave him "the look".

He slurred that he's crazy. At that point, I had to resist the urge to shot back that I'm crazy too, would you want to compare?!!?
I keep screaming to myself in my head, one more prod from him I'm going to call the cops. I have this pet peeve for strangers touching me.

Anyway, he shuffled off.
Before he shuffled off, he told me that I'm dao.
ARGGG

of undies and direction

Just a few days ago, while doing my no.2 in the ladies, I realised that I've worn my undies the other way round, i.e front to back, back to front.
No wonder I felt funny....as if too much breeze on the back and too stifling at the front.
The norm that happens all the time would be wearing it inside out due to the morning rush.
I did a 1 minute contemplation as to whether if I should make the switch. Yes, I admit, if sometimes I wear it inside out, I cannot be bothered to undo the error, right the wrong, fix the problem, administer a solution blah blah blah.
I decide against the switch.
I came out of the cubicle happy with my decision.
Then I ran back and made the switch.
I tell myself I would resist the urge to right things wrong if this happens next time. My question is, is this a wrong in the first place?

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

man on cte and tape

Last Sunday, we went to a wedding dinner at M Hotel.

Lets not talk about the food. Nothing much to gush about anyway.

While on the way on the CTE, the dot-matrix-marquee-signboard showed "man walking sh after balestier". WAH!!

Nearing balestier exit, all cars on 3 lanes simultaneously slowed down to see this white hair, crazy old man hobbling along the exit. whoohoo!! Happening...

My question is, how the hell did he managed to get onto the expressway?

Oh yes, tape. I wore a low cut top to the wedding dinner. Should I bend down, I would like an idiot. Hence, I taped up the parts that would gape open. That hurts. Oh!! The vanity of woman!
I tell myself I won't tape myself up next time. Either:
1. I don't wear the top again
2. I don't bend down
Hmmmmm......
Maybe, I should tape myself next time.
(Never knew I would go to such extremes. Guys on earth, roll your eyeballs!!)

branching out

the title says it all