New Low

I have hit a new low. Usually , when pursued on the streets, I simply state that I am in a hurry. But today, that guy with the clipboard and pen (cute guy, I might mention, although irrelevant) was relentless.

I told him I was late. Usually, they let me off when I said that, but he surprised me by asking me what I was late for. And because I'm not borned a rude person (I did not walk off and ignore him), I was momentarily hard pressed for a response. So I ended up saying, quite stupidly:

"很迟了。”

“很迟了去哪里？”

“回家。我妈妈会骂。”

I couldn't believe I said that last part. Oh, well.

The crowd at Causeway Point was unbelievable. When I got there, there was a whole tsunami of people coming out, and for a moment, I thought people were being evacuated due to fire or the likes (must be that Plaza Singapure incident that inspired the idea). Then I realised people were still going in, and this was what people called the weekend crowd. Wah liew, Woodlands where got so many people one?

Then outside Hang Ten hor, waaaah, super duper long queue, I thought got free gift. Sekali is people buying Singapure T-shirts. So patriotic yo.

In any case, the weekdays are becoming my new weekends. No way I going out on weekends anymore.