elements beneath the sky...

Owning 2 masks - featuring my true self & the other self... I've drifted from the normal path. Juz some thoughts, opinions, complaints, gossips, bullshits... beneath the boundaryless sky that we share.

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I am... by my own standards... a simple, sincere, average-looking scopio who can be both quiet and crazy; one who needs time to warm up to people; a homebody; sometimes impatient and stubborn, and erm, a mech engineer who doesn't look and sound like one.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Along the way...

With a packet of coffee in one hand, a cigarette in the other, a man puffed away beside a bin placed next to a pillar (with the “No Smoking” poster on it) at one “remote” corner of Boon Lay Bus Interchange as though there is no smoking ban.

Yesterday a friend told me a funny incident she witnessed on the mrt one fine morning… as usual, the train towards town area was extremely packed during rush hours. Near the door stood a lady with considerably big boobs (urm, not the beautiful kind – I shall not elaborate in case I accidentally caused the wrath of some people). No space already but at one of the station, a man literally squeezed in with his back facing that lady… so very close… erh, to the point where the boobs seemed to be compacted between the two bodies. Upon seeing this, my friend instantaneously brought her file towards her chest and continued to watch with amazement how the two moved in sync with the train’s movement for another two stations. The way she spoke about it and demonstrated – so funny. LOL. She jokingly asked if that man’s back is so insensitive?


Sometimes there are just many things/incidents happening around us along our travel/ride to work/school… just observe (usually that’s what I do to pass time when I forget my k750i or Today and I’ve got nothing better to do)… and I find strangers arguing over a seat; young kids asking the accompanying adult lots of questions along the way (At times I’ve seen the adults asking them to shut up, no wonder many kids don’t speak up in class… At times the kids seemed more intelligent ;p); kids singing, running around in an enclosed moving playground, or even swinging around the “monkey bars”; tired passengers snoring away (you should watch how everyone stopped their activity to identify where it comes from); someone falling asleep and ultimately laying his head unknowingly onto the shoulders of the person next to him/her… only saw this once… other times it’s leaning closer and closer but usually there will be a point where they will somehow return back to their original posture (watch out for the one who’s awake… how the tsk tsk tsk also don’t help… how they budge, attempt to reposition the sleeping pig’s head…); irritants who speak so loud into their mobile phone as though the other party has hearing deficiency, listen to music via their speakers (have money to buy hp, no money to get a headset?), scroll through all the “obiang” ringtones to select one to use onboard the mrt; how they run and pushed their way through the alighting passengers to get to the seats… etc…

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