15 Syawal

On Monday, I went down to City Hall. Tot I wanted to eat Komala Villas' to get a craving of masala dosai. Ended up with that and a new Manchester United Black Away Jersey.

Wanted to print Vidic's name on the back. But i went to every shop around there and dear me, all the Vidics prints aresold out at the 3 main shops. Since Im used to buy and bargain at La Vanita, decided to print Anderson's number instead(since there are rarely Anderson prints in the public). Die die wanted Vidic's print initially till i requested the guy to re-check his stock again. Tot wanted to go back another day to get Vidic's print but it takes another month for another set of numbers to come. Shit. So i didnt fulfil my promise yet. Must print my Manchester United white Alternate jersey with Vidic's name next.

Before reaching Peninsula, I had to meet this passerby in life. A Chinese Uncle, around 1.5++ m tall, wearing a flowery beige shirt and jeans, maybe around 50+ came to me with a 50 cent coin.

Uncle: Where to walk towards Ang Mo Kio?? How long can I reach??
Me: Ouh, thats quite far....
My brain: Yes, u can walk towards the Little India direction but it takes you 3 days to walk. Are you game for it??
Uncle: I only got 50 cents here. My car broke down..
Me: Ouh,thats a pity....
My brain: You go out never bring wallet, never bring ATM, never even bring anymore cash. You must be a beggar....
Uncle: So can I walk there...
Me: Never mind then. I give you 2 dollars. Go and take the train to Ang Mo Kio..
My brain: Pathetic fucker. Here's 2 dollars to fuck off my sight.
Uncle: Then how to makan?? later dun have $$ to eat...
Me: Never mind. I have spare cash...
My brain: Kanina!! people offer you money dun want to take.... Fuck off my sight!!!

And the conversation ends there. My brain shows how idiotic the conversation is. The next few minutes, I found out this pathetic uncle who doesnt know where Ang Mo kio is, is in fact driving a Jaguar. Rich bastard!!!