Family Day Out

Just a quick update before I head out to my Aunt's place.


Week 2 of school has been pretty much like a roller coaster ride. One moment you're having the time of your life, making friends and enjoying class. And the next thing you know, you're in for a thrill, stressing out with the load of projects, making enemies with team mates who are uncooperative, and trying to make ends meet for every single thing.

But on the bright side, my class is pretty awesome. There are really great lecturers that are so lenient that they willingly extend the datelines for us, and also help us out in the projects and class work. Then there are the awesome hyper classmates that make fun of every single thing, even of going to the extend of making a full out of themselves.


Enough about that...


I have a post that is saved in 'Drafts', where it is about my interpretation on the word 'Home'. I've been working on it for a long time (well, not really. More like between classes) because I couldn't find any "ooomph" to end it off nicely. But I'll definitely try to complete it over the weekends, so that there is at least a proper update from me! Hahah.


Speaking of 'Home', I love the bus rides to and from school. Mainly because it can make or break your day. What do I mean? Well, having to be stuck in a jam while on the way to school, being squeezed in the train with tonnes of people that would rather cram into the cabins than to let others out, and then having to miss the bus by a couple of seconds, would break your day, wouldn't it?






I would admit that all these mentioned above have indeed happened to me in the last two weeks. But I've actually gotten so used to it, that I can help but chuckle to myself as I push my way through the maze of humans in the crammed train cabin, run madly for the bus and then give up halfway because it left without me, and definitely when I happen to step/trip on someone's foot while in a hurry to do something.

I'm not clumsy, you see, I'm just oblivious.


But what I want to highlight in this post is not about the tragedy or battle to school, but rather, the humour of it.


What am I talking about?

Well, let's just say I saw a really tall man trying to get into his Mr. Bean car, and then pulling his seat all the way to the back so that there is room for his legs.






And then I saw a car that had this signed put up "Please tailgate me. I need the money." I wonder what the other car drivers are thinking when they were behind this car while being on the road.

And lastly, I saw a woman eating a bowl of noodles in the car. Literally with a ceramic bowl, chopsticks and a bowl of noodle with soup!





Talk about desperate measures to eat!



Well, that's it for now. I'm having a BBQ with my maternal family. Can you imagine having a BBQ from 3pm till night? It's going to be a looooong and crazy night.



Till then!



Loves.

True Act of Singaporeans

I went out again yesterday, took the MRT, and returned home feeling rather uncomfortable.

The MRT ride to and fro made me see the true colours of Singaporeans, or at least, the people living in Singapore. It made me question whether or not Singa the courtesy Mascot is doing his job.


The journey from home was rather uncomfortable. The train was not at crowded as it used to be and everyone had a place to sit. And there I was, trying to sleep when I was disturbed by the most obscene thing ever. Apparently, I was seated at the corner seats, and there was this guy who was leaning against the glass. What was disturbing was the action of constantly squishing and moving his butt up and down, against the glass, and I had the full view of it! The mere sight of it wrecked my hunger for sleep, and so I stayed awake, by zombie- ly reading my Reader's Digest.


The journey back home wasn't that great either. There I was, in the overly packed train, seeing teenagers, around my age, blocking the entrances of the doors by literally sitting by them. I used to sit by doors to, but I always say at the doors that rarely opened, and if they did, I always got up a stop before they opened.


To make matters worst, there was a pregnant lady on board, with a pram, and NO ONE actually gave up their sits for her! On one of the stops, the pram nearly toppled and luckily there was another elderly guy who gave up his seat to save it. What a great country, elderly giving up seats for the pregnant/other elderly.

This has not been the first time where I saw elderly giving up seats for others. In fact, there have been other incidents whereby youths, or young adults actually pretended to fall asleep so that they "did not see" the others who need it more.

There have also been incidents where an elderly gave up his seat for someone, and another person actually rushed and sat on the seat!


And I hate it whenever there are couples on board. It's either they start hugging and do all the mushy mushy stuff, or the girl would lean against the pole, with the guy's hand on her waist or something, totally preventing others from holding onto the pole to prevent themselves from falling.


I wonder if Singapore is really proud of its people. I just hope the foreigners that come to Singapore don't learn from us, and do the same thing to others.




By the way, OBAMA WON! YAY!