Went out for beer with rainne & cheryl.

My left eye contact lens popped out earlier while on my train ride there.

Shit. i am left with my right eye only. so i had to squint my eye to read my book properly with out the words floating ard. The girl standing diagonally in front of me, adjusted her top and buttoned up her cardigan... -_-"" i was like WTF.. wat did i do to get that 色狼 look from her siaaah...

i ignored her.. carried on reading and half fuming

Another seperate incident...

was going to boat quay with sum1. i was standing at raffles place mrt stn which was OMFG soooo crowded at 630pm... i was reading my book and listening to my mp3s... this girl was grinnign in front of me.. first thot was who da phuck is her... then seconds, Shit.. ish my fly open ??? *i checked and it was not open for biz lor* Then i ignored her.. she seems to be grnning wider and wider..

i start to tink.. shit.. nut case.. wait i kena stabbed how ?? how how how ??

i start to beo the direction which she was staring and grinning at... then i saw another girl standing there.. holding a bunch of flowers..

NBz... she playing hide and seek in crowded Raffles place with her flen...
>_<"""

Thirdly i was on the train in the afternoon.. Dunnno why is the whole world rushing out to lunch at 1130... BTH.. simply dunno..

The train towards city hall is freakin packed.. at Bugis, the crowd at the door looked like the Persians waiting to engulf the Spartans by their sheer numbers..

i was standing in front of a pole, reading my book. Then this swarm of idiots came marauding in... i stood my ground and "HOLD"..

I must give credit to this auntie... she came at me with full force.. both arms armed with big red plastic bags which smelt of vegetables, raw meat and joss paper and their like. i still stood my ground... albeit taking 3 steps to the right bumpin my spects into the pole, causing the bridge of my nose to hurt and raising my arm to console my bridge, in the process whacked a cute student on her head with my elbow and turning ard to say sorry, my ass hit anohter stranger of whom i din even say a word coz i was tryin to leave the train as soon as the doors were opened...

And to top it all off, my perfume for the day became the infamous Parfum Humide Du Marché.

Loosely Translated as The Wet Market Scent.

FREAK.. can sum1 tell me what is wrong with pple nowsadays

*pulls hair / stomps legs / rollin*