Monday, August 15, 2005

West is boring.

I realised today that i drive like my dad. SHIT LAH. like the way kiat noticed on saturday.. right hand on steering wheel, left hand placed at the elbow groove, perpendiular to the right hand. NOooOoOoooOoooo.... it is SO not in the genes.

Anyway i think my dad is going through a relationship revival. he is seriously super nice to me and my bro now.. like, offer to drive to ntu?? last time ask him to pick me up from tanah merah mrt equals to yao le ta de ming lor. and now he's like so freaking nice. and the other day my bro went hostel to stay and my mum was getting ready to sleep and he was like "eh call your son to find out whether he reach hostel or not ah." then its like HUH?! firstly my mum is even more relaxed than him cos my bro's old enough, plus he's a guy? and it's just hostel and the dad was so concerned! i was shocked i tell you. maybe after 22 years of apathy he has suddenly decided to play a bigger role in parenting and to take a greater concern in the lives of his kids.

i'm not kidding or over-exaggerating here, seriously. if you read this and think that i'm being over cynical of him with regards to his involvement in our lives.. you thought wrong. He never knew what was going on in our lives. He only found out i was leaving for Hong Kong like, the day before i left. Same for tioman. especially tioman, like the night before i left he saw me packing and he asked me why. then i said i'm going tioman. then he said when? then i said tomorrow. then he said oh. tomorrow ah. scratched his belly and walked off. He didnt know that i was going to smu. until my mum told him. he didnt bother to ask either.. he didnt know i got the scholarship. he didnt even know my a level results. he doesnt know i learn german. he doesnt know i applied to US universities. he doesnt know that i club, or drink sometime. he doesnt have a single clue who any of my friends are.

okay but then again, i shouldnt be SO cynical. he has always been there in the background doing the stuff that i just dont take notice of and somehow, take for granted i guess. like, ironing and washing all my clothes. cooking sometimes last time. sweeping the floor when he FEELS like it. drying clothes. wash toilet. and yes, sometimes even pick me up from the mrt station. maybe he's the behind the scenes kinda guy. even though he doesnt pull in the dough.

Anyway i have diverged from the topic! i say the above (refer to line 1) because i was in the car just now going to NTU and i realised that all the roads in the west have terribly unimaginative names. like international road. and corporation road. like ??!! i prefre my bayshore and bedok rias anyday man. no way am i gonna live in the west ever in my whole life. of course im referring to the west of singapore, not the west of the world which means US or Europe! haah. i am kantang. or banana.

Update: i really stupidly went to buy milo from the drinks stall near the changi v nasi lemak. URK. and they didnt even gimme a spoon for my milo dinosaur. grmble.

Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you’re wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone
Conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

Did you fall from a shooting star? ---> Wow. brilliant song. reminiscing and it really brings back the memories...did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there?

Mrs Brightside at 1:21 am

{xoxo}