Crazy Taxi Uncle !
( I AM STILL THINKING IF I SHOULD REPORT YOU!!!!!!!)
On sunday night, I took a cab back to hall. As usual, Dad accompanies me to flag a cab and notes down the license plate of the taxi. As usual, I roll my eyes at him. What can possibly happen- it’s just a taxi ride, right?
WRONG.
Okay so maybe I’m a bit anal about speed limits because it’s really a life and death situation,so if a sign says 50, we jolly well drive within the speed limits because why else would those signs be in place if not for safety reasons??! So I said politely to the has been speeding for like the past 8 mins already taxi uncle, to please slow down. This is met with an acceleration around curbs and an onslaught of curses and vulgarities.
“Why? Cannot fast ah? If everyone drive like you don’t need to drive already.
Why you study NUS? STudy so much for what? Bodoh. Chinese girl like you will never get married!! Stupid. Why you Chinese girl like that one ah?? My son also study NUS what. You unhappy is it you want to meet him?!?”
!#$%^&*()_
Then he drove for a few seconds without looking at the road but stared at me . I was bloodymary scared he was gonna crash and die together. omg. And then he raised his fists threateningly at me. What the shit!
Uncle I”m reporting you.
“I NOT SCARED. YOU THINK I ScARED? WHAT I DO WRONG WHY YOU WANT TO REPORT? bloody chinese girl… !#$%^&*(“
Other sentences involving curses on my life followed, and then some more.
more slander, more vulgarities, and then the moment I stepped off, tears. I got really scared by the ride.
By far the worst taxi driver. I don’t even know why I paid him. By far, my worst taxi experience.
Intruder Alert
So after a full macs breakfast ot 7am with them, I groggily came back to my room, exhausted and full.
What happens when I’m tired?
I forget to lock my door.
Wakes up at 10 + am for class, sit on my chair, stones. (You know, like when you just wake up, your engine doesn’t start up immediately. )
I look blankly at the door.
The door handle turns.
I am still looking at the door.
The handle is still turning slowly.
It just didn’t register.
Then in that moment master’s words, and the recent spate of events in our hall involving intruders into girls room sound the siren. Esp secluded rooms at the end of the corridor,where escape can be made quickly.
If it were the e3 people, they would be simply yelling my name, not testing at the door. Stranger! So I shouted (in my most thunderous voice) WHO ARE YOU!! and immediately the door slams shut and the scurrying of slippers. I sat there, unable to react. I still rmb thinking to myself if I wanted to give chase. When Master first warned us about it, I told myself if the guy ever appeared in my room I would hunt him down. Smash him balls or something. But when the real thing happens, I freeze. I think I fear his face. It creeps me when I think of what could have happened if I were still asleep. Gonna lock my door every night from now. No point reporting.. Gonna lock lock lock my door every night from now on.
I need to move on to something happier.
I’m so glad Weichin found time to catch up with us! Law is just so crazybusy i think. Dinner was awesome, chilling at Vivo’e skygarden was too, especially with the coolin weather today. A break from my science of music midi that I spent one night working on using the wrong program, and have to redo. ZZ ULTRA ZZ. Really am not technical.
I’m gonna start making my year end shopping list!
) Just thinking about it makes me happy. Exams coming, but first, Blue Mansion tonight! Singapore film module has really piqued my interest in the local film scene, and exposed me to certain film aspects, plus the “other” singapore - that one we don’t see as in tourist brochures. I wanna watch the uncut version of the short films discussed. I think Singapore should share a love-hate relationship with censorship authorities instead of just hate though. On one hand, yes we are very sheltered and are constrained by a certain myopic view because of laws set in place (Omg watch the amy vid). On the other however, sex and violence has really been so liberalized in our global society, yet we have our censorship to thank as it kind of keeps us tamed and controls us from wild western influences that might spread through the media although it gets harder as boundaries get blurrer tgt with the digi revolution that has made information more readily accessible to us. How do we strike a balance?
Also, today a friend and I were talking about finding a job upon graduation. There was worry written all over his face. WHy worry? Cause we’re scared we do not make good use of time given to us. It reminded me about the fundamentals of Economics – that resources are scarce. Why do we always talk about opportunity costs? Every day, we lose time. Time flies, we often say. What have we been spending our time on all this while? How can we maximise its use? My next ten years will pass so fast, and I don’t want to live the next chapter of my life regretting how I spent my time. Plan. Plan. Plan. Something I have gotta get down to.
Waiting for your good news, gary ! You will get employed!!!!!!!!!!!! I guaranteeee!!!
Tiredszxzxzxz.. Ben and Jerry’s rock. Haha. HOHO. Nights!