Friday, August 24, 2007
here i am, once again in a very very long while, the feckless prodigal blogger, back to post cause i had a sudden enormous urge to blog. I'm back home early cause i couldn't go on any longer in orchard surviving solely on the curry puff i had for lunch, my stomach was feeling emptier than ever, horrible feeling. Rushed back, cooked some maggie mee of which i pride myself to be able to cook with the least number of utensils but with the greatest amount of pepper... :D (sarah's dog is called pepper, no?)
flickr didn't delete my account after all! so thankfully after grieving for abit in my SOUL over my lost pictures, i find my rest... "oh... you lay me down in green pastures.... blah blah blah...". Anyway, speaking of loss, i'm feeling really lost right now not using a mouse, digital essentials has moulded me into a mouse using addict... ;P i love mice...
i did lots of thinking on the bus while listening to "Boston" and other emo songs on my mp3, the iTunes in school has really changed my musical tastes, today, i got the entire maroon5 new album and a whole load of smash mouth songs off the comp... pertaining to copyright issues and ethics and privacy ... ... i have no comment :D
anyway i was observing some aunties chasing after the bus while i sat comfortably on the second level, the poor dears, have to wait for the next bus... :D BUT, lets say if i were a bus driver then i'd choose to be the bus driver from hell, i would drive off while they trail behind haplessly all hot, sweaty and breathless, their pleading eyes will whine through the glass doors as i crank up the gas and leave them and their sorry untapped ez-link cards behind. :P
the way i see it, there are a few types of bus-chasers:
the RABID BUS-CHASER:
this is the kind that says "i get what i want" and will do anything to get their bus. These are the instances where they bang the door they run at 200km/h and scream non-stop until the bus stops. This type of people come in the quiet breed and the noisy breed, usually the quiet ones are singaporeans themselves who bang the doors and open their mouths and eyes really wide for the desired effect. The noisy ones are usually the foreigners, who for some reason have decidedly more developed vocal chords so they scream some gibberish in another language(probably vulgarities?)to get the bus uncles attention...
the EGOISTIC BUS-CHASER:
most of us fall under this category, happy or not, we are ego-centric people. In an instance when this person has to chase a bus, he/she will chase after the bus, but for only a short distance and they won't run really maniacally but somewhat like a slow jog because they don't want to be "unglam". Now here's the distinctive part, when they miss the bus they will EITHER: A)give a "whatever" look and throw their hands mildly in the air to brush it off to make it look like they don't care about the bus B)breathe hard and look pitiful so people will sympathise and not focus so much on the fact that he/she is a hopeless loser who just missed the bus and has to wait for the next
the PSYCHIC BUS-CHASER:
this is a psychological syndrome, all the bus chasing occurs within the mind and is restricted to this parameter. What happens is the person sees the bus and would probably be able to catch it if he/she runs fast enough. The person thinks about it, and considers it, imagines himself running after the bus. He/She goes through the motion in the mind but takes no action and even as his mind goes after the bus he remains walking at the normal speed until the bus moves off and thus the person has to wait for the next bus. (this is me!)
the DREAMY BUS-CHASER:
this is the saddest type of person i think. He/she is usually sleeping, day-dreaming or reading or doing something that really keeps him/her preoccupied that when the bus comes, there is no realisation that the bus is here, until the bus moves off. Then, just as the bus is moving off the person realises that the bus is his/hers then the person jumps up and the butt leaves the seat just about 1 centimetre or something and within that 1millisecond spent in mid-air, the person realises that he/she has missed the bus anyway. So the scene ends with the person plopping back down into the seat to wait for the next one... some people can be so retarded...(this is me too...haha)
haha, which are you?
Today i was kinda sad i guess, i was sitting in between Xan and Kevin during class, Xan was sleeping and buddy was in a bad mood methinks so i had no one to crap with during class and Sarah was sitting one seat away in the little corner, hahaha i wonder how she can feel content in that far end, everyone else seemed to be having fun in the front. Buddy was asking Ray about Illustrator stuff during class, i'm going, "Hello? What am i sitting her for?" hahaha, nevermind luh, i think he feels more "an quan gan" with Ray... hee2... :P
After school dashed off cause i wasn't feeling happy anyways and when i said, "Watching you guys eat is no fun" Amanda gave me the royal "go home loh" wave with her hand of death hahaha... so thank goodness Jianting called and i left like immediately... :D
some nice street art, we found books on street art in borders and i was fascinated and feeling really inspired, quite excited about the six postcards actually, i think i'm leaning more toward graphic design now... anyway, i have no idea why but Jianting was fascinated with the book on painting walls...
Si-Y locked buddy's comp!! haha it's really funny...
this is me writing in my "everything" book on the bus... in the nice afternoon sun... lush greenery in the back ground... wahahaha i felt so peaceful just sitting there, it's hot outside but cold inside, love it :D
here are some interesting photos i took with my camera, haha places around Singapore, quite cool... :D
ok enough enough, i think i bore you guys out... :D hahaha... have fun! i hope there's power rangers on tonight...
:: izak blogged @
1:44 AM
