before i bathe i need to whine about my incident at the petrol station.

evening, i received a call from my ex colleagues to have dinner together. So i took a bus down to Kallang and i got there 20 mins earlier. so i walked around the station aimlessly for the next 30 mins.

Then Yuan Peng brought us to this little Korean BBQ cum steamboat restaurant along at Geylang Lorong 1 called Da Chang Jin. Damm, if i know we're having BBQ for dinner, i wouldnt have joined them. got to BBQ and extra flavoured parfume to my clothes. Lynette, Ifi, Yuan Peng, 1 IT crew from Malaysia and 2 other frens of Yuan Peng came.

Because it is an air con-ed place, the ventilation not very good, i teared while BBQ-ing. My poor eyes suffered thru out the dinner. The variety of food were very limited but the service was excellent.

The guys can eat. Beef and mutton were their fav. After dinner, the 3 guys went to Lorong 14 leaving the other 2 ladies and the IT guy with us. We bought bubble tea and sat a a nearby garden and chit chat for a while before heading home.

Then, i started to feel very stressed.

I needed the toilet urgently, but the coffeeshop opposite me somewhat seemed dirty to me or rather im lazy to walk. Then i was contemplating if i should flag for a cab or wait for the bus. No cab in sight so i waited and waited for the bus to come. The bloody bus went thru Lavendar, Little India Moulmein, Novena, Balestier then my hse. By then it reached Moulmein i already buey tahan and so, i alighted and fasten my pace to the petrol kiosk.

i waited so fucking long for the person inside to come out until i buey dong i called my dearest Sin Ee. I cursed and swear over the phone until that bloody indian came out. fucking hell, he was smoking in the toilet la. fucking irresponsible. never spare a thought for the users behind who are trying so hard to hold their bladders. I swear and swear while i piss.

after i came out from the toilet, i was in a dilemma again. whether i should walk home or cross the street and take a bus. and the process of waiting for the bus and journey is more than the time i need to walk home. so i walked home.

then i called Bao and started my whining again. i can whine and whine and whine non stop. thats me. and i've trained Bao till the extend that he will pretend that he is listening (in actual fact he is hearing) and when i end my story, he will go 'hmm..'

my Sin Ee is much better than him a thousand and million times. Cos she will listen to my whining and empathize me.


the difference of hearing and listening
TO HEAR is to have such perception by means of the auditory sense: to hear distant bells. TO LISTEN is to give attention in order to hear and understand the meaning of a sound or sounds: to listen to what is being said; to listen for a well-known footstep.

amelia ong