doo bee doo bee doo

Tuesday, October 10, 2006 5:04 AM
tamade la

12.02 pm

exams are unofficially over. i should be celebrating. but i'm not. in fact, i'm in a foul mood. why? i wonder.

its all the auntie's fault. today, i was chionging home, only 2 more stops away from a gargantuan celebration (who cares about chinese?) when the bus, already moving beri beri slowly, stopped lah. then this really really round auntie, who was about to alight, fell down cuz the bus sort of jerked abit when it stopped. not really a serious fall, more of a opps-i-fell-on-my-bum kind of fall. besides, it was a really really s - l - o - w fall and she had lots of "armour" so i didn't think she would be hurt.

i was a lil amused at first. i mean, its not everyday that you get to see a person sort of "roll" onto their sides when they fall. this one slow-motion somemore.

then the bus stopped at the bus stop and the door opened. the auntie was still sitting on the floor la, maybe catching her breath or sth. the time from when the bus jerked to a stop till the time when the bus opened its door wasn't much, about 3 seconds? so i imagined that the auntie was fine, just catching her breath. i really didn't expect her to bounce up immediately after falling down you know.

then suddenly there was a whoosh beside me and i saw this middle-aged lady chiong to help her up. not like the auntie needed much help la (i think). [ if you roll onto your side, then just roll back upright la. no la no la. jkjk only. the auntie wasn't that round until like a ball liddat. i think egg can liao. ] anyway, the auntie was then helped down the bus by the thoughtful lady den she go home lah (the auntie, not the lady).

up till then it was still ok la. i felt quite bad that i didn't help the auntie up or sth like that, but to compund matters, the fucking auntie beside me kept trying to eyeball me, like "ooi you bastard why you just sit there listening to your nano when you should be helping the poor old pitiful helpless ravaged deranged old ah ma?". its not like she lifted a finger to help either.

come on lah. i dun see aunties falling down buses everyday lah. how i know the auntie going to die liao. stare at me like i committed a shang-tian-hai-li sin for what? look at me so buay song for what? BUAY SONG AH? so i just turned around to face her, crossed my arms, and give her that sibei sian stare back. all the way until i reached my stop. she blinked first lah, but nvm, my mood was already at a rock-bottom state.

before that my mood was every shimmering colour of the rainbow. i mean, exams (almost) finish liao, tmr no school, nearly one week to slack, no need to study for the first time in almost 4 months, who wouldn't be exhilarated? after the old auntie fell down and that fucking cheebye tried to stare me down, my mood instantly turned the blackest of blackest black, indian-dead-black.

so here i stand. no celebrations. at most muted celebrations for today. tomorrow's something else la, but minus 1 day to celebrate means a lot when my celebrations end next monday when i receive back my chem and physics papers. then i really GG liao.

tamade! if i see that auntie's face in my nightmares you can be sure that i'll punch it.

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