Gummy Days

Today is a Sunday. Let's talk about what happened yesterday.


12 May 2007, Saturday

Today's aim is to shop for fabrics. So firstly, we took the train to Little India, and walked to Arab Street. Along the way we passed by Tekka Market and Tekka Mall. I went for face-threading. First Time. Reached Arab after much perspiration. Went around in circles and found what i wanted.

We had a tough time searching for Haji Lane, when it was right beside us. We settled for lunch at a Mediterranean/Indian/Mexican restaurant. Doesn't taste well. There's a weird taste.

Then we went shopping at Haji Lane. The clothes and accessories are mostly for women in their twenties, so we didn't buy anything.

Next stop, to Chinatown. Nicky bought her woven bag, and we made our way home. It was about 6.30pm. We took the train at the Chinatown station. One man came in after us. Nicky was seated near the glass pane, and i was seated next to her, and there was an empty seat next to me. I saw the man walking around unintentionally. I was focused on my handphone and we were focused on taking photos with our handphones, so i didn't notice him much. The man sat down next to me at the next stop. He started babbling about "Why you live in Sengkang" and a lot of stuff. I simply thought he was talking on the phone.

We continued taking photos, and the worst happened. He started to ask us "What kind of reationship are you?" and he kept repeating that question. I just ignored him as if he were transparent. He then bent down and looked in our direction, chanting and chanting more and more. I still turned around to look at him a few times haha. Then he started to churn out more shit. "Why are you all dressed the same?" "Couple wear ah?" "Why don't answer my qusetion? Dumd ah?" He spoke in a mixture of English and Mandarin and a lil bit of Hokkien. "Is it something happen to your parents? You all have the(pointing to the sleeve) paste here ah?[I think he actually means the "cloth" people wear when their kin has passed away." Damn I was damn damn damn pissed off with him. But I did not respond. Cause he's mad. Who knows what he'll do. I'm not afraid of physical punches or anything; I was just afraid that he has a knife. After all, he's mad. And he continued blabbing about the same thing over and over again. Then Nicky was telling me to get off at the next stop, and the madman suddenly struck out a fist in front of me at Nicky, saying "You don't speak Hokkien! This is threaten you. I tell you. You speak some more Hokkien I beat you!" when all the while she was speaking English. Oh my god. This man must have gotten through some trauma.

Finally we reached Kovan (Nicky was meeting her family for dinner) and i waited for the next train. I went crazy once I got out of the train. Oh my goodness. Then Nicky wondered if I would meet him at Sengkang, cause he mentioned "Sengkang". Oops.

Ok nothing happened after that. I reached home safely. Told my papa mama about it. Then did I realise we should have gotten out of our seats earlier as my papa said. Haha. And not get saliva all over half side of my face.

Woah. What a day. A "Heritage Tour" and "An Encounter With a Spit-spitting Monster".

Dead tired.


13 May 2007, Sunday

Today is Mothers' Day. I'm still working on my project. We'll be going for the celebration later after I've completed my project.

Sigh. I wish Monday doesn't come so quickly.