* For those who want to know about Snow White, she has comatosed and is waiting for her Prince to rescue her. Hopefully soon. In the meantime, the 7 dwarves mourn.
It's Friday already and I am looking forward to the weekend cause the weekdays have been disgusting. At least over the weekend I will be busy having fun and I wont be bothered at the thought of Snow Wh..you get the drill. In the meantime, I just need to get along with the PC at work and the forgotten one at home.
Ah!
The forgotten one with a yellow screen monitor…
...which needs constant hard knocks.
Last night's mad MRT crush was horrid. I came down to the platform only to be greeted by a massive flock of human cattle. Apparently, the tubes are experiencing some major delay. It was peak hour…so you could imagine how bad it was. It felt like Eid Adha (Hari Raya Haji, lah!) came way early and that suddenly we were all in Mecca facing the Kaabah. Allahu akhbar!
Except of course, instead of the black stone, we are all staring and trying to squeeze our way to the door.
I stayed for about 20 minutes waiting for the train. Was meeting Meiling in town so I thought MRT was the best mode. Of course I was wrong so I got out and took #7 to town instead. Squeezy but hey, at least I got on it.
Reached Cineleisure and Meiling was late. Girlfriend was stuck at Newton MRT and when she got out, she couldn't get on the bus either. Therefore, she walked all the way to Orchard. Mind you, her sprained ligament hadn't even healed yet.
Anyway, we had a movie preview event last night. Obviously we were both late…and so were many others. However, we only managed to miss out about 10 minutes of the movie. What movie?






It was BEE MOVIE, by the way.
It was nonsensical…duh, about bees talking to humans. But then again, since when do cartoon characters make any sense? Even Transformers talked crap sometimes.
BEE MOVIE was colourful and haha, if you like Jerry Seinfeld's wry sense of humour, you will like it. Only a handful laughs could be heard last night and while many enjoyed the usual slapsticks, not many responded to the word play. I don't know. Maybe it's because the jokes were really lame to them…or maybe, just maybe, they were expecting some rocket science seriousness and weren't ready to be tickled.
Me?
Hey, I'm Tickle-Me Elmo.
Old man falling down on his face will make me laugh for days.
Turtle struggling back on its feet after being overturned?
Will remember that for years!
Oh come on.
Laugh first then help, lah.
I'm not that evil.
I just like good cheap laughs.
Okay fun time's over.
Back to the droning sound of ink on paper…marking, that is.
No one's there when your dreams at night get creepy!
No one cares if you grow...of if you shrink!
No one dries when your eyes get wet an' weepy!
From all the cryin' you would think this place's a sink!
Ohhhh!!!!!!!
Empty belly life!
Rotten smelly life!
Full of sorrow life!
No tomorrow life!
It's the hard-knock life for us
It's the hard-knock life for us - from the musical Annie
Oh well.
Let the day be over soon.
Tonight, to the club, ya'll!!!
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