Making It Work

Hi.

So. Zed how do i start this.

Okayokayokay fast forward ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM yay!

Pardon me. I have writer's/designer's block.

And so i found a faster way to w-w-w-w-w-w-wwwwwwork. And there'd always be secondary school boys coming up the bus. And goodness they smell bad really. Why didn't i realise that. Must be my in-the-front-of-the-class seat; diffusion never succeeds in shifting the smell from the back.

So royalty's town food village. OMG memories!!!!!!!!~!~!~!~~ How do i explain this. Okay it's just that i used to follow my father around work when i was young, and here is one of those memorable places. And so i had fishball noodles for the first time in MONTHS shit man waddafargue. Yes by myself. Wondering if all the adults work this way, doing everything alone, with maybe only two insects crawlies accompanying them on the dining table. Really. So anyway. It felt really weird to have your stuff served to you, after months of hiding in the Designers' Pad. Really. Peculiar. Talk about excellent customer service; i think the older generation knows better.

Man it was so nolstagic i could have died. The drinks stall blasting FM95.8(say 'EE!' now), auntie coming around to collect moneh, just pure fan system instead of the fugly air-conditioners, and stray cats coming around. And the fresh fruits stall, trust me, it is totally fresh. Somehow i am unwilling to trust pseudo-kopitiams(deep-set irony!) with their murderous prices and
okay-only-to-keep-your-stomach-full food. OHOHOHOH and rainbow jelly as well. Sweet.

Oh good old confectionaries.

I know! I didn't know that i was from that old a generation. Har. While many people have turned angmoh for good, i refuse to let go of my hokkien songs. EEE DID I JUST SAY THAT. Yes i did. Believe it or not i go to getais.

And so i am in limbo. Too many influences clashing into oneself. Tsktsktsk. Must be the reason why i can relate to people from any level of society. Ethel W'H'ee can totally testify to that.

And so the limbo hangs on, but there'll always be balance.

Ahhhhhh and the royal arcade.

Ohman i never fail to amaze myself.

Anyway, reported on time despite almost being knocked down by a double-decker.

I am so traumatised. This caucasian mother and daughter came into the shop, and they were trying to get someone else a top. And i was forced to try on a SPAGHETTI TOP, V-NECK somemore. I have never been so humiliated before!!!!!!!!!1111112 :'(((((((((((((

See image below for more details.

[yes my technical expertise remains humbly at paint. (HEY AT LEAST I USE BRUSHES!)]

And indeed i am upset. Very. Scarred for life.

Blahblahblahblah hit the button again.

So in a moment of gei-kiangness tried to make full use of concession and take the bus home. But apparently i overshot by mani mani mani stops w0rsxzsxz.

And nevermind it's the first time. And i got home earlier than the blardee recommendation from sbstransit. Ha n00b and lousaye iris journey planner.

Consolation was i finally, finally, FINALLY found the chocolate-vanilla chupa chups, right at seven-eleven. It's a store and more. YESSSSSSSSSSS childhood fantasy. Doesn't taste as good as before, seems more like lychee(you won't be surprised; now milo tastes like nescafe) to me. BUT I don't care Choc/Vanilla pwns them all n00b flavours.

One day i will bring my dog to the mall. But first i have to get a dog. Whoa how cool is it, alaskan malamute in the mall.

Gah can't believe my weekend is gonna be on the chopping block. Where is the humanity?!?!?!////// Ohmy the idiosyncrasies of life. I still have yet to finish exploring the green line. Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft.

Long-winded? Yes.




A second. If you happen to pass by any poster involving mister selamat, please observe a moment of silence and look at it. Try to get the photoshop flaws. Next time maybe, i'll steal home one of the posters and do a show-and-tell.


I am starting to suspect that there is a labyrinth of ant tunnels tucked deep under my keypad.

While you ponder over this wicked theory, let's reignite our enthusiasm for the space and galaxy.


Discovery - First Time Machine


I know it's not related, but do you know that a day on Venus is equivalent to eight earth months?


Sounds good to me.