Sunday, July 31, 2005

Memories of Ubin

Fishfarm off Ubin... Not Kelong...


















































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Saturday, July 30, 2005

How I spent 30 July 2005

Woke up at 11.45 am. It was pouring. I had kicked my blanket out of bed and was freezing. I woke up, anticipating nothing. I knew it was one of those days where nothing was going to happen. One of those boring days you hope you were at a faraway beach resort, glistening under the hot sun, listening to the sound of waves hitting unto the beach. But here I was, stuck within the confines of cold hard walls. I made do with letfovers in the fridge to fill my empty stomach. I switched on the telly. I was alone.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

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Photos courtesy of Ali...cia, Kenneth, Virgil, Marcus the Bitch and Kermit

Sunday, July 24, 2005

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旺角黑夜。。。

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

I am so pissed right now...

I was at Shell near Boon Lay, Jurong Point, topping up my car. I decided to try V power for once because I wanted to feel the POWER. It was at $1.85 per litre. I smugly told the attendant: "Full tank, V Power" and I walked in to pay up. Only then, I realised how much it could add up too. I calculated at around 40 litres, it would cost me around $74. When I checked my account balance yesterday, there was only $94 left. I wondered how many $10 I have withdrawn since. The sign outside the station stated: "5% off petrol." Great... 5% means a whooping discount of $3.50. I could only think off how embarrassing it would be if I didn't have enough money to pay up.

Then, I saw a glimmer of hope!!!.... on the cashier's desk was a sign ( +9% discount for Shell Escape card holders). I knew I had to get the shell card to salvage a possibly humiliating and embarassing situation. I told the cashier my pump number and that I wanted to apply for the Escape card. She told me something like I had to apply for the card first. I then told her that I wanted to apply. I'm not sure if she heard me, but she asked me again what I wanted. I repeated: " I want to apply for the card." She then passed me an application form and told me to move to another table to fill it up as there were customers waiting behind me. This, she did, without handing me a pen. She must have heard me saying that I had no pen, for she casually asked another colleague of hers to hand me a pen. At that point, I was already quite irritated by her poor manners that she spoke to me with.

I then filled up the application form and proceeded to pay up. I didn't realise that I hadn't signed on the application form. I know this is stupidity on my part- Which form doesn't require a signature?- but the line on the form was so faint. She then gave me the most sarcastic remark I had to suffer for the night, "请签上你的大名 hor!" I was boiling inside. I looked at her 嘴脸 and I felt like giving her a tight slap. But I was a wimp. Guess what I did. I said: " 对不起”and signed my name on the application form. I am such a loser, such a 窝囊废。 I was bullied. I still can't believe I did that. I handed her my POSB debit card. She then said in the bei gam wan (不甘愿) attitude voice: "Visa or Nets". I said Nets and she proceeded with the transaction. She then gave me a very rude: "PIN NUMBER Piss (mispronounced Please)". I wanted to smash her face. All my limited Hokkien vocab (KNNBCCB) filled my mind. But I was a wimp. I just gave her the black face look and left.

I left feeling humiliated, like a wimp, like the loser. I am angry for not standing up for myself, for my dignity, for my existence as a human being. I was so angry, I couldn't enjoy feeling the POWER of V Power on my way back. I didn't even take note of that bloody bitch's name. I am the bloody customer and I bloody topped up a full tank of V Power. Who the hell is she to talk to me like that? That Bitch!!! I still have her stupid 嘴脸 in my mind. I swear that if I face such a situation again, I will defend my rights. It's time I got the treatment I deserve. I am sick and tired of people treating me like shit, like I'm not important. You fuck me the next time, I'll make sure I fuck you back. To all those who had ever made me feel bad or shitty about myself, Fuck You...