Sunday, April 03, 2005
the bus journey from pasir ris interchange to TJC is damn long. takes 35 damn minutes in the morning.
there were this two boys[i mean boys] yakking behind me. i couldnt get to sleep on the bus. then i overheard them[loud, they were] talking about some guy who looked toot and wanted to fight etc etc.
[note: gary is his gang mate]
boy 1: "that guy said excuse me but gary didnt hear so gary "bua dio"[what bua dio] him blah blah blah... then gary say me blah blah.. i'm mad at him blah blah.. that toot boy spoke fluent hokkien so i cannot quarrel with him.. if i can speak fluent hokkien i sure make him cry blah.."
huh? why must quarrel in hokkien? act beng?
he said that that toot boy kept saying kanina, cheebye etc. , so?
boy 1 should have spouted beautiful and elegant english to scare that toot boy.
still young, they are.
so they ended up staring each other,
no fights, no injuries. waste my time listening to his crap.
♥Bid Farewell