Waiting for cabs at roadsides are kinda stupid. When there’s no proper queue, people just stream in from everywhere and unknowingly (blatantly, most of the time) cut in front of someone else.
I’ve had my fair share of cab stealers. But today was the ultimate. I had been waiting for 10 minutes, with no cabs in sight, and the only one taken by a woman standing some 10 metres in front of me. A few minutes after she boarded the cab, this guy walked over to where she stood. Gonna take a cab, apparently. He turned around and saw me. SAW ME WAITING FOR A CAB. But he simply back turned around. Fiiiiiine. Let’s see if he would GRACIOUSLY let the next empty cab to me. A minute later, this aunty (prolly his wife) came over to join him. Fiiiiiine. Nevermind.
An SMRT cab come driving towards us and guess what? He put his arm out and hailed it. My blood was really boiling by then. He saw me waiting for a cab. He looked at me for a good three seconds. But quite obviously, he decided to ignore my presence. And guess what ELSE? He boarded the cab WITHOUT his wife. So what does that mean? That she is gonna hail ANOTHER cab.
As the cab he was in drove past me, I mustered my best killer glare and STARED at him like my life depended on it. At that moment, I really felt I could transform in Hulk and stomp in front of the cab, pick it up, rattle it a little (poor cab uncle) open the door, take the cab stealer by the nape of his neck, dangle him in front of my red, humongous, vein popping, killer eyes and roar in his poor face with all my strength, snarl at him and finally throw him into the trees. Scare the crap out of him.
But of course. I didn’t do anything. I didn’t go up to them and tell them I was there waiting for a cab first. I should have. I don’t blame that aunty. She didn’t turn to see me. But that man did. Man? HA. No way that is a man. With men like him, it’s no wonder some women say male chivalry is dead. Of course, not all men are as selfish and ungracious as him. Still, something ought to be done about this fast becoming extinction.
Sheesh.
Rented and watched Music & Lyrics with Reid yesterday. Nice movie. The British humour was really tops. Haha. The pace of the movie was just right too. And the movie had meaning, more importantly. Which do you think is more important in a song? The melody or the lyrics? I’m torn between the two, though I think I prefer lyrics. They bring meaning into a song.
I’ve been “Stumbling” a lot and have been brought to many really interesting websites. Let me share some with you!
1. The Human Marvels
True and highly entertaining stories on humans with marveling capabilities / abilities / feats.
2. HowStuffWorks
Great informative website on how everyday things work.
3. Adding & Subtracting
Stumbled on this website. Would you believe me if I told you some guy amputated his hand just to give it to his twin? READ IT.
4. PsyBlog
Psychology blog with lotsa great finds. Not your typical serious, boring psych stuff, mind you!
5. Singing Donkeys
You MUST try this! Synchronise the donkeys’ singing!
A couple more! But more of those next time.
Our photo was exhibited at the museum. Didn’t you see?
:D
The other day, my strong little dear gave me a ride on his bicycle! A bit painful to the butt, but fun as anything!!! Hahahaha. Would love to do it again anytime, but without all the bulk (bags and all). I sat in front of him on that rod that connects to the seat. He’s a really good cyclist. Despite my hair flying into his and blocking his view! Hahaha. Can’t really tell we’re on a bike in this picture. Maybe this might help?:
Ehh. This is the best reflection we could find.
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I downloaded a Mozilla add-on called Stumble! yesterday. You choose categories you are interested in, for example ‘humour’, ‘bizarre / oddities’, ‘psychology’, ‘books’, etc, etc. So you choose the category you want then click ‘Stumble!’ and you’ll be brought to a random website according to the category you chose. Very very interesting and good source of getting tons of information. :D I chose ‘humour’ last night and got to this website called Courtroom Quotables.
Lawyer: “Now sir, I’m sure you are an intelligent and honest man–”
Witness: “Thank you. If I weren’t under oath, I’d return the compliment.”
Haaaaahahaha.
;D
We’re excited as we talk about those thing. Excited for what’s in stored for us, how far our visions and dreams and hopes can bring us. We were made for something more, and we have no doubt they will come to pass in the near future. Keep the faith – and the good thoughts.
This is a very happy photo taken on a very happy day.
I want those metal (and rubber) off my teeth!
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Yello.
I’m using my home’s PC, and I can’t stand the keyboard. The keys are freaking stiff! And it’s so noisy when I type. :|
I kinda enjoy going to work. While IAP and IBP have their pros and cons, I must say IBP is really giving us an experience like no other. However, I’ve been feeling all headachy and giddy-ish these few days after I finish work. It’s not stress. It feels more like – a weariness. But the thing is I’m not feeling weary of work or anything of that sort! It also kinda feels like… My body is dehydrated. Though I do consume liquids while at work. And the whole world knows I pee a lot. I just have to drink a glass of water? And I’ll have to pee like five, six times (maybe a bit exaggerated).
Have you seen the ads for Night Safari’s Halloween Horrors? I wanna go! I’m not a big fan of halloween but I think this Night Safari thing could be interesting. But it’s prolly gonna be expensive. :\
My parents are going overseas in a couple of weeks. For a week.
I’m literally punching the keys on my keyboard. They’re so stiff, sometimes you think you press hard enough but you look at the screen and your sentence looks smthig ike ths. COS THE KEYS DON’T REGISTER!!!
I’ve been meeting a lot of funny cab uncles recently. Actually, funny should be replaced by talkative. They’ll just talk and talk and talk. Even if all you give is a smile now and then, a laughter to entertain their ramblings and words you’ve given zero thought to, it’s ok – they’ll still talk. Ok, not all of them are like that of course – some respect your privacy. They know passengers just want to get to their destination and have a quiet, peaceful journey. Some talk a little bit and stop – which is fine. The worse ones are those who start talking immediately after you tell them where you want to go, and only stop after you’ve paid the fare. Even worse, they vent their frustrations while talking. Whatever they’re not happy about, they tell you. Oh one more thing I realise, many cabbies (not all but many I’ve come across) don’t seem happy about anything. Everything has something wrong. Things which are not even their business.
Ok, off I go!
Thanks to Reid and Strikeforce, I got the priviledge to be part of the world’s first ever night race, the Singapore Grand Prix. It was SUCH an experience. And I’m kinda missing it now. Heh. Seeing how everything was organised, from the little details to the major ones, I must say that Singapore really did quite a commendable job. Not easy to plan such a huge and important event. The Grand Prix was like a FESTIVAL of its own. It was like a whole TOWN of excitement and buzz.
Pictures!
Strikeforce performance
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Engine EXTREMELY loud and piercing. MUST wear ear plugs to protect ear drums. (Reid’s ones are yellow)
Final day
Race track
F1 cameraman. Sign says: “Do not feed the cameraman. Dangerous creature.” Hahaha.
Yakult Rainforest (this picture is huge, i don’t know why! but the backdrop is lovely)
Many many more pictures; these are just a few of them. Couple of videos too. But too tedious to upload them to YouTube and then post them here! Exciting videos, though. :D
All in all,
An amazing, albeit tiring weekend.
this post has been sitting in my ‘drafts’ for too long!
