it's a sad and lonely day.

= my speakers sing [silence.] =

went out with mr huat after work today... decided to drop by parkway to look for someone... somehow i felt it was a total disaster.

enuff said.

just realised how little friends i have. gob was workin today(duh). amao had this wedding dinner to attend to and i found myself drinkin with mr huat and his friends ! i know it's always nice to meet new friends, but its always sian to hang around with a group strangers.(no offence mr huat.) went home at around 2330hrs, waited for a freakin cab outside bugis village... (can u imagine how little freaking empty cabs run around that BUSY road between 10pm to midnight?) anyway, there i was waiting for a cab after another guy when a tibs cab pulls up next to me. i wanted to get in as the passengers were comin out, but the bloody-motherfucking-gong-chee-bye who was talking on his bloody stupid hp runs up to the cab, darts in and rushes off ! ... !!! nbcb ! some people have all the freakin nerve. after waitin for around 20mins or so, the holy no. 12 appears in front of me. i thought, what the heck, i'll just take the bus home and save on the $. little did i realise that i succumbed so easily to sleepyness+tipsyness+tiredness. by the time i woke up on the bus, i was already in pasir ris ! another gigantic nbcb ! so i got off at the next stop and checked the timeboard, " Last bus 2338hrs. " third nbcb ! so under the bo pian act, i had to hail a cab to go home. by the time i reached home, the meter ran up to $6+. >___<" so much for saving on the $. i actually wasted 1 hr in gettin home.

anyway,

last night was sort of a shocking tour for me. there i was, playing soccer with my fellow colleagues in the afternoon before my night shift and approx. 1hr after i've reported for work at the hospital, i heard someone callin me from the a&e depart. i saw my fellow colleague covered in blood, sitting in a wheel chair with a big bandage on his head. my first reaction to him, " did u just buang on ur bike?" his reply was quite a stunner. "no leh. wa tio pa leh." i was stunned and later i learned from him that he was just minding his own business going for a billiard session when he was called out of the billiard salon by some young punks and they started to pummel him over another one of those "staring" incidents. fucking punks nowadays gettin out of hand. my friend's head was spilt by a billiard cue and he received 5 stitches for it man. i mean, what kind of bloody nonsense is this? how can some1 just go out and get beaten up for no apparent reason? mentality of people nowadays are gettin really low man. real low.

anyway,

i think i've ranted enough bullshit for today. when inspiration strikes again, i'll be here. till then, have a nice day and watch out for bloody young punk mofos !