Hdb in sg is the most common shelter for singaporeans. And also the cheapest. With the decrease of land space in our little red dot, govt build these high cramp buildings really close to each other. And we are talking about - I can see what your pyjamas' s cartoon character close.
In this faithful day, my neighbours at the opposite block decision to have they sunday family day soup opera performance to entertain the families who decided to stay at home.
The opening scene was proudly presented by the younger couple staying in the house (I believe). It took place in the living room. The atmosphere was tense. A fight took place. Anger words exchanged. 跟了你一辈子都是为你着想, 现在你这样对我。你打我?! 每天都有人去死, 为什么你不去死? Hai~ why like tat. Post maternal depression.. I thod..
After a short break of around 15 minutes, the finale was brought to you by the older couple staying in the same unit. And in this case, they decide to bring it out for more audience. In order for easier viewing, it took place at the corridor. Yes. U heard me... props were a broom n crates of metal (a.k.a. junks). Not forgetting the usual local vulgarities... wife hitting husband with the broom, I believe husband hit her barehand.. well my view was blocked by a pillar.. think they also pai seh..
This time, people walked out to see whats going on. I cant see how many from my block.. but there was at least 3 from the opposite block..
My sis said the quarrel at least 3 times a day.. haha..
家合万事兴
In this case, its (辛)。
Encore session after 5 minutes.. it's never ending..
He handed me a $1000 note. He say save it. Haha.. dunno how was I feeling earlier. He worked hard this few days to earn it. Its the first time he handed me so much cash. Although I know I can't really spend it. Hai~ so what's the point? I'm just keeping the money for him.
N he still expect me to thank him? What's he thinking.? Although I got lots of gifts from him, this time I really dunno what to say. .
I just thod I should jot it down..
Looks like theres a change in sg. SINGA; our courtesy mascot resigned yesterday. In the resignation, it says that sg is lacking in courtesy.. well, frankly speaking, I dont think its up to an imaginary figure to tell us about courtesy. The way the resignation was put across, didn't seem very courteous either.
From a fine garden city, sg now os filled with rubbish, inconsiderate people. Well I would say it could be due to the flux of foreign talents. When u mix nice ingredients together, u kight get rojak. But if u mix weird or even smelly/bad ingredients, u r still going to get a pail of pun1(left over food for pigs). Let alone courtesy. Shitty mixture.
Sg culture is diluted n filled with crap now. Crappy as it is. I really dunno what to expect.
Found ash in the sink. He say its not him.. should I trust him? I chosed not to. I cant accept another "ok, I trust u, huh? U did it again?!". Call my an ostrich. I just refuse to trust him again.
Tmr is mothers day. I'm not prepared. I bought bah kwa n sunny hills pineapple cake. Both nice..
Damn full.. how to slim down? Sianz..
I really dunno how to face him.. argh!!
I'm glad that ppl overseas think so well of sg. Or so I thod. There are a few firsts in sg in the recent years that brought sg to the centre stage with the help of these international events.
Among the ones, I've attended two first.. my first auto show is to Tokyo Auto Salon. Cute n strong cars from sg, malaysia n japan also gather here for this show. I'm more attracted to the cute ones I must say..
As for another, is spring wave sg that I attended.. its a annual taiwan concert. This time.. for the first time, it came to sg. Jam Hsiao is amazing! Super great vocal n damn act cool.. not to forget, wu bai.. disgusting rocker.. but they really can sing!
Its held at gardens by the bay.. nice place. We drove there n parked illegally.. haha.. what to do.. gps brought us to the wrong place n the carpark was full with a long queue.. I know I'm wrong.. sorry...
Anyway, it ended on a good note with supper at maxwell food centre.. my another first.. porridge, gyoza, pork ribs and fan choy.. oh.. n lots of sugar cane juice. . Bloated..
Today I drove to market n get pads. Pads there are much cheaper.. I believe... now that I'm much comfortable with driving, I felt that I can conquer more. But I still prefer driving alone.. lol..
I'm full after unsatisfied lunch.. oversized sugar cane drink seems like a bad idea.. but anyways.. still better than coke or green tea..
Saw xiaxue's blog this morning.. wonder y life is so unfair.. she's really lucky! The only plus point I think she has is her "daring-ability" . She speaks her mind.. she curse on her blog.. but still, she's like a celebrity in sg. Got her own platform where ppl worship her, She've got great photoshop skills also.. to my opninion..lol..
Her house is reallg pretty! N most of it sponsored. I wish I dare to dye my hair pastel purple like her.. well.. I think hers sponsored also.. anyways...
Enough of saliva dripping. Focus on the front! Jia you!
A lot of malaysians work in the same company as me. A lot went back to cast their votes for their country. To put their effort for a change that they've been urging.
Via fb, they showed their support. They show their hunger for a better future. They wish there's an end to corruption, a brighter future, a better freedom..
However, it's not as easy. I wonder how can cheating be so blatant. It's as though shouting in ur face. I'll win because I can. I'll win if I want to.
Democracy becomes just a english word that didnt mean anything. Hopes were tarnished, people tell other fb friends to delete them away. Friendship come to an end together with the general election.
After a black out, they realised that there are boxes uncounted. Turn tables. Votes that will take 10 minutes walk to send somehow took hours. Everybody knows what's happening. But they can't do anything.
Innocents hurt over this. Human became animals. Some people laugh, at their own stupidity, others say, what a pity.
It's a really sensitive period. Think before u say anything. They can buy their way through. Anything can happen. Beware...
Be afraid, this is not the end...
