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Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Well. Yam. This. Is. Fucking. Funnier. And. Scarier.

if u haven't already heard, i was at harbourfront today..walked into the toilet and peed into some urinal..then i saw IT.

this indian kid was pissing but his aiming was incredibly horrible. some of his piss ended up on this ah beng standing next to him peeing into the adjacent urinal. OF COURSE, i giggled!! it's so fucking funny i dunno how i stopped myself from guffawing loudly. hmm yar so i giggled. ah beng turned around, glared at me and shouted "knn, hao3 xiao4 ah!" (translated: knn, funny ar!) i apologised immediately and turned to walk out of the toilet. somehow i re-enacted the scene i just witnessed a few moments ago in my mind, and i laffed again..hahahaha. and as i walked out of the toilet, i heard heavy footsteps behind me and i turned to look. i saw that ah beng with a red face, clenching one fist (can't rmb whether it was left or right) and he shouted "KNN" real loud. i knew i was in deep yam. oops shit, i meant shit. deep shit. so i ran like freaking fast, all the time looking back to check whether he was within punching/kicking/tripping/grabbing/scratching/analing/whatever-ing distance. and everybody just stood and watched, without helping me or tripping that ah beng..sigh..singaporeans..anyway i was really scared and i ran dam fast, ran into esprit, came out thru the other exit after a few seconds (shortest time i've EVER spent in esprit) and then i realised i was pulling away from him and i ran into cold storage..and hid in the magazine corner..waited for a few minutes while smsing yam to tell him wat i'd just been thru. hmm basically he lost me..woohoo i love adventures!! just that this one really scared the shit out of me.

well, i'm safe now, and i'm still going eastern europe tmr night with poh...wtf btw im going to poh-land as well...hahahahahaha ok bad joke..

cya peeps when im back. haiz..i'll miss all of u like sooooo much..plus u ppl haf fun stuff lined up while im away like tennis n stayovers..NOT FAIR...hahahaha kidding..but i'll miss u all and i'll try to buy chocs back yar?

love,
your most charming/cute/dashing (as in good-looking, not dashing away from an ah beng)/beloved/intelligent/lame eddy


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