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Tuesday, October 04, 2005

another mrt entry coming up.
ever wonder why old people like getting off trains, buses or any moving vehicle so much? no neither do i and sometimes i find it kinda hillarious the extent they go just to make sure they are first off. 2 minutes before even arriving at dhoby ghaut, they pack together and charge towards the doors like some kind of wild animal on cocaine frothing at the mouth. then they carry their huge red plastic bags filled with fresh chicken from the market and oh yuk. it could be human body parts for all i know, seeing as to how violent they are in pursuit of their goal. i mean what do they get out of being first? even when you tell them nicely, "no auntie im getting off also". do they have some kind of senior citizen discount we dont know about?. the faster they tap their eZlink the more discount they get?

mom just came out the room shouting. which in her language "akjdnkajdnlajkdnalwfnb!!!!!!!!!!" means switch off the computer and go to bed. bye!

James Barr at 10:01 AM

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