:: My Friday morning was ruined by this middle-aged Indian guy whose face was blacker than charcoal when he hand signaled me to use the alternate road when his stupid arse truck blocked the normal route I take. Bloodyhell. Because it is a trunk road, it is wide enough to fit to cars side by side. His arse truck was apparently parked at the corner, with his workers doing something to the road, I don't know what. But with his arse truck parked there, it is hard to see if there was any oncoming car from the other direction and it was almost impossible to use that route. Well, yes, it wasn't safe to use that route. The car before me used it anyway. He got frustrated (probably due to PMS) and with a very black angry face, he shook his arms and hands giving me signals that wrote a message like this: "YOU GOT NO BRAINS AR?!?! YOU SEE WORK GOING ON HERE RITE?!!? USE THE OTHER ROAD LA!!!!!@#$!%@^@!!!" *c-bai*
DUDE, YOU DID NOT HAVE TO SAY THAT OK [or signal in this case, or whatever]? CANNOT ASK PROPERLY ISSIT? NO MANNERS! *oh wait, you probably don't have any* POINTING YOUR FINGER AT YOUR HEAD ASKING US TO USE OUR BRAINS...THIS IS NOT YOUR GRANDFATHER'S ROAD LA. I DON'T KNOW WHAT WORK YOU WERE DOING BUT IF IT WAS FOR THE BETTER OF THE CONDITION OF THE ROAD, I THANK YOU. HOWEVER, IT WAS ALSO YOUR FAULT FOR NOT PUTTING UP ANY SIGN INFORMING DRIVERS THAT THERE WAS WORK AHEAD, OR USE THE ALTERNATE ROUTE.
DUUUUUUDE!!!! USE YOUR BRAINS!!!! @##%$@^@!!!!!!!
*bloody half-arsed man*
Thinking about it still boils my blood up. Really felt like shouting back at him. Or just show him the sign of all languages. Sigh, no thanks to the fact that I stayed up to do some work.
:: Saw someone during lunch on Saturday who looked like the Joseph I knew from MYF when I was 15. I kept looking at him to see if he was really the one. He used to be a lot thinner *like duh!! 7 years ago???* He caught me looking at him many times and probably felt awkward, cos he was right in front of me when he came over to my table to talk to some people he actually knew. *oops* And towards the end of the lunch, I caught him looking my way [but that's only when I remembered he was at the lunch too haha]. Had a superb chance to go talk to him but no. I stupidly avoided eye contact with him and walked away. Why? Because I saw he had a girlfriend next to him =( Intimidating. We'll meet again if there's fate. ;)
Stupid. There's no such thing as fate la. Bodo. He was in the open and all I had to do was to walk over to him and TALK!! Ugh. Dowan la. Cos the girlfriend didn't seem friendly looking too haha :P Oh, and I saw this kid, about erm, definitely 5 or older, seated next to him and kept clinging onto him. "His KID???! Cannot be. He's not that old. He can't have a kid *that* big" After the lunch, I saw the kid shouting for mommy somewhere else. Heh. Silly me :P
He probably doesn't even remember me. I was 15 and I only saw and talked to him for a couple of weeks [or a few more] in church. Hm. =(
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