is there something wrong with dbs these days? 4 out of 5 atms i visited since friday could not dispense cash. one at bukit merah central, 4 at j8. only one outside dbs at j8 had money. so weird. is it time to withdraw my life savings? ><


anyway, i went for the pan pac hi tea buffet on saturday. they had a really cool range of tea lah. by this brand -- taylors of harrogate. i said it sounds like some damn cool fantasy protagonist.

"forsooth! it is i, taylors, of harrogate! who doth dare to stand before meeeeEEE?!"

hahaha. anyway, they have this damn cool brand of tea. lapsang souchong. apparently its tea scented with the smoke of a wood fire. it smells like fire. i swear. damn frigging awesome. when i burped, the tea's aroma came out. i felt like a dragon breathing fire. hahahaha.

damn nice tea. must try. the smell kicks you awake, but it tastes like normal black tea. ;D

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10:08 pm

my colleague was complaining that her husband always took stuff out of the drawers and wouldnt put them back properly. the following conversation ensued.



me: so is it that your items must go back to the same part of the drawer that they were in? like this item in this corner, that item in that corner etc.


her answer:


no lah, it doesnt matter what position it is, as long as he puts it in can already.



now say it out loud.

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12:34 am

this conversation, lasting not more than one minute in its entirety, took place in the office today.

what happened was this -- i had a friend, z, who had a container of food on his table for dinner. i was standing there chatting with him when another friend, y, pops by. this then happens:

y: waaah you have so much food!

z: you want some?

y: nah, no thanks.

me: DONT GIVE HIM ANY.

y: whyyyy?

me: you just said you didnt want any.

y: huh? when?



PWNT.

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7:49 pm

they shd totally ban radio adverts that have car horn sounds in them. zomg. so irritating lah. at one point just now i was wondering who the hell was horning at me when i was inside plaza sing's multistorey carpark. i actually turned to look when i saw nothing in my rear view window lah. bleah.

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6:04 pm

i was taking a cab back today from my friend's place (eh legitimate reason k, it was after midnight. no more buses =x) and my cabby was this really polite, soft-spoken guy. my impression of him was that he was one of the rare breeds of cabby that spoke mainly english and was not loud. and was polite and at least bothered to ask me what route i wanted to take. i was impressed with the guy's appearance as such.

while we were on the road, at some point along amk ave 3, this fat dude in an old rickety sedan filtered into the lane, dangerously closely in front of the cab i was in. no signal.

hohoho. you shd have been in the cab when that happened. all i could do was sit there and smile to myself. my apparently civil cabby started muttering to himself.

'knnccb. sob mofo" etc etc etc.

and he filtered to the right and floored the accelerator, going at 110 along amk ave 3.


later, he started cursing under his breath again because he was behind another cab doing 40 along the right lane on amk ave 6.


i dont blame my cabby for this behaviour. esp the guy that filtered in, really oughta be screwed inside out. but this just goes to show that driving can bring out the worst in people.


after all that, when we were nearing my place, he was like all polite and stuff again. exactly the way he started out. he even offered me a thank you and good night as i was disembarking.

i was just confused after that. i thought he was pissed? hahaha.

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1:18 am

ultimate cute!

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2:35 pm