I forgot that today is a public holiday...
Joel was enticing me with his new-found mugging friends to meet him at National Library. I agreed because it had been quite some time I've went outdoors due to the haze. While I on the bus 10 minutes away from National Libary and calling WeeKeat to tell him that his favourite nygh gals are selling flags in town today, Joel had reached National Library and conveyed a heart-breaking message - both of us had forgotten that the library was closed on public holidays.
With a dash of disappointment, I went to Popular at Bras Basah to look for Prima's Simcity 4 Strategy Guidebook to save my ailing city. High wealth business flocking due to lack of employable sims - when there are good schs, good transport network (commuting time below 60 mins) and last but not least a good mayor. I thought I've did all I could, but I forgot one possible solution - bulldozing some residential buildings, putting more parks to attract high wealth Sims. Doesn't that strike a chord? Hong Kong is losing its expatriates due to pollution...
In the end I couldn't find the book, not at Funan either. En route home I took a close look at the entrance of the Fort Canning underpass which is said to resemble a Chinese ancestral tomb. Ouch... so much for employing advanced engineering techonology to bore a hole through Fort Canning Hill. I doubt that the flora and fauna will improve the entrance's appearance... it'll just make the underpass entrance look like an unkempt ancestral tomb. But I guess time justify everyone's predictions...
The most rewarding part of today's trip was that I managed to took some photos of my old house... And of coz the bah-chor-mee at Bugis Junction. Yummy!
"I'd rather pay than eat this sh*t..."
WeeKeat came to my place today while I went over to his place. I've asked for a damn early off-pass but still found myself walking very fast, so I forced myself to slow down and utilise the five senses to enjoy Singapore as it is. The first thing I sensed was a familiar smell as I crossed the bridge over to Bukit Merah Town Centre. Something smelled like the housing estate of Hong Kong... alas, it came from the upgraded old folks apartment that is just beside the bridge. The smell of dense residential...
After the task was done, I saw a long lost friend - Tan Qian Jin from my sec one class. He was there to update his passport. After a short greeting I walked to Depot Heights shopping centre to eat my favourite claypot laksa. While waiting for the sumptous treat I sms-ed WeeKeat to spite him.
Here goes: "Hi... Are you at my place? I'm eating claypot laksa!"
Shortly after I his reply: "Your cookhouse food sucks... I mean like really suck big time."
So I told him not to complain since the food is free.
And here comes the complaint: "All curry and then oily. I'd rather pay than eat this
shit."
I got a bit pissed because the indirect implication is that I have been eating crap, and the fact that I claimed to like cookhouse food means that I love eating shit. @%^$! I got a bit pissed because the indirect implication is that I have been eating crap, and the fact that I claimed to like cookhouse food means that I love eating shit. In my reply I consoled WeeKeat that he was lucky to have curry and rice for his lunch because if he thought that curry and rice is shit, then mee will make him puke. I ever told him that SFI has laksa also, except that the
chu1 mi2 fen3 is literally
chu1 as in
rough... But the standard, considering gravy, side dishes etc, is not bad for mass produced laksa, which isn't quite suited for mass production.
Some artistic shot
Dear Santa, I've gotten my driving license and have been good this year...