My life is damn happening la
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
The new year started with a bang - literally, on two separate accounts. But before that, I must narrate the pre-new year goodies I was bestowed with the minute I arrived back home.
"5k or bag?"That was the question my mother posed to me the day after we landed at Changi airport and discovered lo and behold that my super heavy bright red luggage was not circulating around the baggage belt and was therefore deemed missing. Yes yes, you can just imagine me flustered holding the "WTF" sign in capital letters no less.
That was when my father discovered that the airline/airport was liable to pay up to 500 bucks for my missing luggage and what's more, the insurance claim was up to 5k for the same thing. So my answer to the question? I just wanted my bag and all my emotional attachments to it and the things inside it.
Of course, my mother was just teasing (at least for the second time she asked) because the luggage was already delivered to our house by the time she asked. As for the first time she asked, I really wasn't sure because we were on a different topic altogether on the phone: something about the petrol and stuff when she suddenly popped the question "5k or bag?" I was really taken aback and I thought she really meant it. But now on hindsight, perhaps she did ha, I could never be sure what goes on in her mind.
2007 started with two bangsRight, let's move on to this year's stuff. I celebrated New Year's eve with the taitee gang I met during the Spain and Portugal tour, because it was a case of rendezvous. Everytime one of its members, Mr East side, wanted a countdown e.g. Christmas, Boxing Day, we never got to it. We were always too late or too distracted by taitee. I believe it's more of the latter than the former hur hur.
So this time, he suggested that we go to Mount Faber for a wonderful experience of snow and fireworks, to which the rest of us were like "huh?! Wth?!" Nevertheless we went and were caught in the car jam all the way to the top. Fortunately, we reached the top just as midnight struck and turned crazy. All of us got out of the car in less than 2 seconds just to watch the fireworks. It was breathtaking. I've never been this close to the moving lights, enough to breathe their exhaust, or to feel slightly threatened by the loud bangs made by them. In the end, even without the (fake) snow, we felt somewhat satisfied by the real fireworks.
The Second bangYup, this happened on the first day of the year again, after I had slept and woke up and for some reason, I shuddered at the thought of driving somewhere that day. It felt ominous, like I should not touch the car, at least for the day.
Of course, in the end I did, and nothing happened until I decided to pump petrol at the kiosk. And the minute I left, that's when the second bang occurred. It was loud and it hit me (hello, metaphorically la) immediately. The next few hours were a blur. Nobody was injured but I didn't want to do anything. I was just shocked.
Good thing my parents came and I recovered and could even make a joke out of it. "Go and buy 4D using my car number ha, sure
zhong one." And so, the taitee gang commanded Pussy to buy 4D for us, the winnings will go to paying for our chilli crabs bill. Pussy obeyed our orders and bought 12 permutations of the 4 numbers. HAHA.
So I concluded that my life is damn happening
la.
4:26 pm
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