::nothing's quite the same anymore::

Sunday, June 25, 2006

i was sitting patiently at the bus stop while waiting for dad to pick me up from work when a sudden thought struck my mind as i was observing the oncoming vehicles across the street. i started imagining how it would be like to dash across the street and get hit by a vehicle. would i be as fortunate as I was 8 years ago, given another chance to live, only to suffer from minor cuts and bruises here and there? haha. scary thoughts, i know. nah, i wasn't thinking of suicide or anything like that. it was just mere thinking.

anyway, I wasn't aware that they've just started imposing this 11pm curfew for teenagers below the age of 17 until my little sister told me. i've actually read about it in the news a few weeks back but didn't realise they've started implementing it for real.

observe the following exchange of conversation:

sister: (looks at watch, time shows close to 10pm) eh faster i have about another hour.

me: another hour... for? wait la. i want to pay my bill first.

sister: ya la. curfew what. cannot be seen in public after 11pm.

me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

seriously la, i almost fell on the floor trying to control my laughter.

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the plan was to dine at simpang bedok. my dad doesn't know his way around the eastern part of singapore so we spent about an hour or so trying to locate the place (we ended up in bedok food centre and some other coffee shops in bedok). in the end, we gave up and settled down at some food court along siglap area as we were already starving. not only does my dad suck at trying to figure the roads, he never fails to crack us up with his erm.. 'blur-ness'.

dad: eh ni meja berapa? (dad actually asking for table number to settle our dinner bill but his words came out as if he was asking 'how many tables?')

mum: berapa eh? ah... 2 meja, 4 kerusi. (2 tables and 4 chairs)

sister and me: HAHAHAHAHA!

ok, actually it doesn't sound as funny when u read it. lol.

posted @ 8:13 AM