It is always so illogically but believing-ly nice in the mirror of the stylist's. It only got factual once out, or home. I wonder if there's any trick. Perhaps a treat?
Appointment at 11.30am at Far East. At 11am i was at home, still. But guess what? I arrived there (safely) at 11.40am CCHARP. Hopped onto 307 and then 190, they were fast. The percieved-to-be-lengthy 190 ride turned out to be quicker than the perceived-to-be-quickly 307 journey; the former took only 25mins. Once entered into the highway, it was indeed high, or i felt high; so many posh cars swift their way passed the bendy bus i was on. So much of a visual pleasure! I wonder when will I be the next. Or will I?
Supposedly Wk and Yr would have tagged along too, but HAHA it's ok they overslept. Must be, I guessed. So felt freedom to roam, I went to my dad's office at bugis with a OldCK's yam-pie on hand. Just love it. He has been working from day through the night everyday including sundays and PHs since two months ago, so thought of giving him a surprise. His office is currently under renovation so as an in-charge hence the requirement to supervise. I feel for him, it's so tiring.
And here comes a story of guilt during the journey there. I boarded the train at Orchard stn and at the next, somerset, there entered a malay middle-aged blind man with a stick. Ok, we stood literally heart to heart cos it's just so sardine-ly packed, and off we went to the next stn. At City hall and when I saw he's alighting too, I offered my guidance for his way. Chatted a while, and got to know his past, while waiting for the train. He told me: 'the next train is about 5 - 6mins'. I was stunned when I stared at the dashboard: Nxt Trn: 5mins. Then the kancheong spider me quickly 'inspected' him, out of my curiousity or maybe safety he might be a fakO, to see if he's the mas selamat the wanted man in town, who could possibly 'turned an eye off' as a blind man and bluffed his way through the town. Cos the most dangerous place is the safest yea? Ok, cleared the 'visual custom' and again, we chatted til the next next train arrived cos the previous was too packed and full house. He knew the timing of the train because it was a sunday and usually such timings for the day, Haha.He's got a talking watch! once pressed, a lady will tell him 'it's Two Old Clock now'. It's actually interesting to note, cos i've never seen or hear one.
So what about the guilty part? I actually needed directions from a blind man!!! I... suddenly felt solemn about the guilt. I brought him to parco bugis junction and then when parting, I asked: 'hey which way to sim lim square?'.
He pointed to an exit, and it was right.
Yr just came back from his 'regional tour' at one of the cities in mainland China, as well as two of its SARs (Special Administrative Regions), Macau and Hong Kong. It was fun, he said. So I went on thinking when will it be my turn to be literally out of the country without gahmen (zeng hoo, or parents lah...). Then started discussions with them about our future plans: China? ahh!! Bangkok! nono Ahh Malaysia! Batam! Bintan! And the list went on... and on. At least those small talks didn't bored us off thanks to the portugese egg tarts Yr bought from Macau, and also those boxes of Honey-Honey Biscuits, or Wife Biscuits, or Lao Po Bing. Haha. They were nice... And that naturally set off bulbs of dream bubbles above my head... . . play this!, eat that, WoW!, Nice, good senery!, pretty babes!, and... ... Poke! oh.. Bubble burst. Tomorrow is another Monday. Quickly switch back to working mode! Yet another Monday blue.
But I thought to myself, say NO to monday blues. Had virtually a series of 5-day holiday mood already, and its consecutive, still monday blue? Haha. If so, I'll be out of the ass of the company just so soon! So the moment I stepped into office at 8.20am, off the bell it rang and there I started the marathon of work, work and work, until now till I have the time to BLOG. Suddenly starting to notice the fun of blogging, once again.
Wed is the alternative paper for business law. Please wish me luck. Please, luck.
Ah yong and the foodstuff. lol
Dad's office under renovation (left), and the completed counters and waiting area (right and bottom). Damn nice... Everything's practically new! But hope the staff won't be.
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