Ok Comuter 2

Back to cross the road to the bus-stop, in a distance i can see the 159, my lucky day

as the bus gets closer it turns to the 109, the mind has tricked again, we want to see only what we want to see.

when my bus finally arrives, i wait to get on after the disable-dude does, i see him all the time and also the same girl that wears black slacks to work, i bet she works at starbucks or something.

i stand again waiting for all the bastards students to get off.....nope thats another story

this time it rained like shit, so i tried to call a cab, no hope in hell

whats the point of having so many cabs, but if it rains there isnt enough, dats why ppl need cars! we're in the equator, it rains all the freakin time! how come singaporeans never figured this out?

the only good thing about not getting a cab is, the bus is pretty damn empty, its like a horror movie.

but the trip is short enough, and i reach my destination only to notice that it still is freakin raining like hell.

so i had to figure how to cross the road without getting to an aircond office all wet n shit. i obviously didnt bring any umbrellas or raincoats.

option 1 : i could get into the shade of the bus stop, hail a cab, pay $2.50 just to make a single u-turn

option 2: run like a monkey in heat

option 3: i couldnt think fast enough, so i waved goodbye to my colleague who did bring an umbrella, and left my stop without getting of the bus.

like rosa parks, i sat my ass down, because im not gonna get wet just for getting to work in time!

hell no!

so i traveled where the 159 took me, untill things would clear up and then I'd hail a cab and pay more than i would if i took one earlier at my office stop, but at least the flag fall of 2.50 wouldnt have been a waste.

i crossed highways and byways before the rain finally cleared up, in the heart of Toa Payoh.

all that were left on the bus, where a bunch of old geezers, i was hoping to get off somewhere near a mall or something, maybe i couldve made my trip useful.

so i took my cue from the geriatrics, and got off when most of them got off.

It was weird, almost like in the twilight zone, all this old people coming from everywhere, not just the bus i got off from, but from every nook and cranny all heading towards one building,

i just had to see what was going on, as i got closer, the sign read

"chinese medicinal association" or something like that, my memory sux.

i just stop in my tracks, and told myself to get the hell back to work,

but then i thought, why the hell did i come all this way for? i at least needed to get some tea,
so i head to a coffee shop, and sat myself with the rest of the old geezers that had nothing better to do in life but DIE!

i had my 1.20 teh ping, damn isnt it expensive over here? im never gonna bitch about KL again.

i wondered about life, i was listening to Tiesto on my mp3player, and nothing seemed to fit at all,

so it just meant: get the hell back to work.

I get my ass movin, i hail a cab, i arrive back at work, i pay like $7.00 something something

and realised i should have just paid the flagfall of 2.50 to make a u-turn

or i should have taken a cab from my apartment

BUT DAMN IT ! I COULDNT CALL FOR ONE!

rebel allianced

its midnight, i have work tomorrow

im so not in the mood to blog.......i just have to blog


why must this be?

its like i so dont want to smoke ever, i just need a cigarette

drinking is bad for my liver, but i really need some liqour

im not saving enough, i just have to buy extravagantly

i so want to love, i just have to hate


im like a teenage vampire, so hungry and rebellious, im sticking it to myself

i go against every truthful thought i can think of

is this some mild form of schizophrenia, or does everyone live in two minds.

so tricky i reverse things just to go forward

i feel so lazy i just have to run

its not my responsibility i just take the rap

my heart aches, i just keep occupied

im tired like shit, i can laugh for hours

..................when u try ur best but you dont succeed
when u get what u want
but not what u need
...........i really gotta fix myself, or so ive keep tellin myself for the last 8 years

back in the saddle

Back on the plate,


seemed like yesterday, as comfortable as it gets

will i start choking like owen, or will i Van and deliver.

it doesnt matter, it only means the ignorance is lost, in fact it was lost a long time ago.

Just nobody wants the dehydrating reality that makes some people put a bullet in their head.

we keep spiraling in the same pitfalls, always procrastinating the solution.

it's inevitable, it's only human.

it's me as it's you

we all just need somebody to lean on.........(church choir hums)

so just call on me brother, if u need a hand

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