There's a bomb on this bus!

I took the 198 to Bukit Merah to meet Diana for Pizza Hut.. I had just finished an arcade session with campmates, Koh "Cockster" Yongjie and Keith.. We played this shooting game which grades you according to the army ranking system.. We got thrashed by this 10 year old boy who in the process of attaining the highest rank of Field Marshall, was taunting us with phrases like "Shoot lah..don't know how to shoot meh?" and "Who believes I can get Field Marshall later?"..

I told the boy.. "Eh next time you go sign on lah..", though it didn't end the taunts coming our way..

Back to the bus. I was glad to be somewhere in the "I'm sure to get a seat on the bus" part of the queue.. oh wait.. that's bus 30.. oops. Now I remember.. I ran for the 198 cos' I saw people boarding.. Thank God though.. I still got a seat on the bus.. :)

So i got on and sat myself down comfortably next to the window.. went through my New Paper and found myself tired after that.. so i did what i'd usually do.. SLEEP! And while sleeping, I did what I'd usually do.. DROOL! anyway I woke up somewhere around ah-hem Fairfield Methodist Secondary and struggled with my bearings for a while.. I was like "Where am I ah?".. made a call to Diana to inform her of my impending arrival before I got back to TV mobile and the repeat of "Eye for a guy".. wait.. or is it "Eye for a girl"? Anyway, I think it totally sucks.. Can't match up to the standards of the Western equivalents.. Production sets, casts, production quality.. they all sucked.. big time.

Given how long my bus ride was.. I was privileged enough to watch the ending where this guy Vincent and this other guy, whose name I can't remember, were booted out. I did feel a little sorry for them though, having to stand there all alone (well, at least they had each other) feeling embarrassed that Rachel didn't have an eye for them...until they opened their mouths...

Vincent claimed to have not have enough time or chance to speak/be with Rachel Lee.. I'm like.. so the others had a lot lah is it? C'mon lah.. chances are what you make of it...never chase girl b4 ah? The other guy i think simply had no chance from the get-go.. Apparently, Rachel remembers that the guy tried to pick her up at some bar.. left his number but obviously didn't receive any call.. He then serenaded her with two lines of Colin Raye's Love me.. (which he claimed he would have sung to her had he reached the latter stages of the competition...ok lor.. whatever)

Anyways.. An "owner-less" shoe box placed on the seat at my 2 o'clock caught my attention.. I jolted up.. Thoughts of "Is it a bomb?" raced through my mind.. along with flashes of posters I remember seeing in the MRT stations reminding people to be on the lookout for unattended parcels... I turned my head to see if there were anybody around.. (paiseh lah.. open like that...)not much.. just a sneaky couple at the back doing their thing..

"Aiyah.. don't check lah.. so malu sia.."

"But then wait don't check, sekali really bomb how? die like that bo hua right? a bit stupid right?"

"Ok lah ok lah.. check.."

(reaches over.. flips open the cover..lifts up some paper)

"Chey.. some empty shoe box lah.. scare me sia.."

Whew.. as the bus reached Commonwealth MRT i thought to myself.. wha..what if really bomb how? Air-con bus no open window.. cannot throw outside.. the most break glass and throw down lor.. but then bomb throw down.. don't kill me also kill others what.. sigh* i'm either too stressed up or am just thinking too much already lah..

Anyway..it's getting sadder for me each day. I'll be going to P.Tekong next Thursday.. 21 October for a special mission.. won't get to see loved ones till the weekend..

Cause between now and then, till I see you again
I'll be lovin you
Love, Me.