No 要 turns please

A couple hours ago, i was in the car with mum, brother and baby nephew. We had went to the airport to welcome an auntie on her flight back to Singapore.

On the way back, brother was giving mum directions on how to get home. One of his directions was, “Keep left, later need to turn.”. Except that he didn’t say exactly that. He used a mixture of language which went something like, “blah blah 要 turn.”

Which again sound pretty ok if you read that in mandarin. Except that brother spoke in cantonese. If you don’t know how that sounds like in cantonese, it sounded like, “blah blah U turn.”.

Which was exactly what my mum heard. She kept right and prepared to make a U turn, lol ^.^

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The one with Addidas Sun Down run

Edit: Feedback from my brother on the run was that alot of people who went to Pasir Ris MRT to take the shuttle bus, arrived and waited only to find out that the service was stopped until the next window. My friend arrived at Pasir Ris mrt at 1915, waited for 2 hours and didn’t get to see any shuttle bus at all.

And among other complaints was that there were no clear markers in the running route and there was a lack of usher for runners starting late. In the end, some ran short, some ran much longer than they intended to.

Overall, quite a boo boo for the organizers, i must say.

Omg, it’s a horrible run.

To begin, i did some carbo-loading yesterday. What happened was i told mum that i was going to eat more rice than usual. So she cooked curry and lots of rice.

Two meals of lots of rice with curry, i felt kind of sick from the sudden change in diet. Anyway, today, mum had 4 free tickets to the zoo, which she went by herself. As a result, lunch was, you guessed it, curry rice. I was pretty sick of curry rice by then, so i reverted back to my tiny portion diet.

Anyway, mum came back with 4 lunch boxes of kfc, i ate one chicken and one whipped potato after lunch. And then that was it, all that i ate. My run starts at 9pm, which was a really bad timing as i couldn’t fit dinner into the schedule. So i went for my run without dinner; hungry.

Took a taxi to Changi Exhibition Centre, the start point. There was some kind of peak hour surcharge. Coupled with serious traffic delay the damages came up to slightly less than 30sgd. Omg !! Thirty dollars for a ride !!

Bumped into Mr Wee Wee of the NS reservice groupie. He was a pretty fit runner and left me behind quickly. Or it could be that i was a really bad runner and fell behind quickly, which seems to be the case considering people were overtaking in the hordes.

During the run, i could see lightning streaking in the distance. Luckily, it did not rain. The last leg of the race was unbearable. It was hard to fight off the Z monster.

Towards the last kilometre, i could see a stream of endless hired taxis as the taxis brought runners for the 12am run and left with passengers heading home.

When i finished my run and got to the queue for the taxi, the stream of taxis has all but drizzled out. Nobody was coming to the Exhibition Centre anymore, and the place was not a place where taxi prowls. Booking calls didn’t help either. There were simply no taxis in the area anymore.

And while i brought a change of trousers, i forgot to bring a change of underwear.

So it was, i was hungry, tired, sleepy, wet in the pants, with no transport home.

Following the cue of a couple guys, i left the taxi queue for the shuttle bus queue. Managed to board one of the last three buses to Pasir Ris mrt to book a taxi for home. Midnight surcharge for a damage of slightly more than 20sgd.

Omg, 50sgd on taxis in a day. I hope i helped to drive the economy.

To be fair, Addidas Sun Down is quite a good run. The whole event seemed pretty organized, the floor layout was crystal clear, so much that for once, i didn’t become lost after the run.

It’s just that the timings are.. well.. they’re at night. And the place seems pretty inaccessible.

Oh well.. so much for now. Dead beat.

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The one where i paint nails

I imagine some of the weirdest things. Here’s an imaginary conversation i thought up on my way home after watching Prince of Persia. Some background information on the imaginary conversation is required. LB, moi, is working as a nail painter.

Imaginary girl, IG, is wearing some very short skirt, in the shop, sitting in a sofa, with her hands on her legs, fingers spread out, waiting for me to paint the nails.

LB, “You want me to paint your nails there? Your legs are a little distracting.”
IG, “Why? Do you like them?“
LB, “I can’t like or dislike anything that i’ve seen for the first time. I can only form opinions of like with things i’m acquainted with.“
IG, “Do you want to get acquainted with them?“
LB, “Um.. as curious as i am about what you’re hinting at, i don’t know how to reply to that.“

Hmm.. and i wonder why i’ll never have sex. I’m not an entrepreneur !!

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Prep for addidas sundown

I miss my baby nephew’s unique laugh. I learned to laugh the way he did, but ever since he came back from travelling, he doesn’t laugh his unique laugh anymore.

Now it has become my unique laugh -_-

I don’t feel good. Kind of nauseous, kind of dizzy. Been carbo-loading for tomorrow’s run. I think i ate more rice today than i normally eat in a week. No exaggeration there, i usually eat only a couple spoonfuls of rice each meal. Unless it’s a take out; i eat more rice when eating take outs.

So tmr is another long distance run with no training. Writing my will again. In the event that i don’t make it alive, all my money (which really is not much, being a professional bum for years) is to be used for the nephew’s education. Dearie cousin can have my computers, since hers is like kapoot-ing soon. Magic cards goes to pigsticker. And that’s it. Not much valuables.

And remember, no funerals. I want a party.

My brother was playing a youtube thingy just now. I had to walk over to look at his monitor to check. To verify that i’m not hallucinating. Mum can put such weird thoughts into me..

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The one with the dotted monitor

A while ago, i spotted this tiny dot of water on my monitor. You know how normal people would try to wipe the dot of water away and end up smearing the screen with their oily hands.

So clever me tried to do something that normal people won’t do. I used my mouse cursor to try and click the dot of water away.

-_-

Well.. i told you it’s something that normal people won’t do, right?

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One per day, please

“If you cannot make the world a better place, then atleast don’t make it worse by being an arsehole.”, Lbandit 2010

That sentence went through my head just before i slept last night. No particular reason for it to be in my thoughts, it just happened.

I pushed the bicycle to the bicycle shop for repairs on Monday. Turns out that the shop is closed on Mondays. So i pushed the bicycle to my aunt’s house and parked it at the bicycle parking at her block.

But the thing is, my aunt’s house isn’t exactly the closest place with a bicycle parking. I could’ve parked the bicycle at any random HDB block nearby.

I guess i’m not a very flexible person and not keen to new places or exploring. Coz, other than feeling comfortable about parking at a place where i always park when i go to my aunt’s house, i can’t think of any other reason why i should park at my aunt’s house. It’s not like she knows that i parked the bicycle at her house.

Anyway, didn’t get the bicycle repaired yesterday as yesterday was the nephew’s injection day. Actually, i could’ve done both activities yesterday, accompanying nephew to the clinic and getting the bicycle repaired.

It’s a sort of a procrastinating thing for professional bums. I can only do one thing everyday.So it was, yesterday was injection day, today was bicycle repair day. So if i were to send out resumes, i would only send one per day if i was hardworking.

One per week is actually too much of a stretch of my muscles, lol. Higher powers help me, i’m irrepressible.

Coz i know the government won’t.

I didn’t just get the inner tubing for the front wheel changed. I changed the outer tubing of both wheels, and bought spare inner tubings. Damages: 48sgd. Ouch.

So much for now.

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Of injection day

Today is the first time i accompanied the baby nephew for his injection. In case anyone haven’t work the mathematics out, the equation is as follow: Baby + Injection = Crying

Anyway, earlier today, when the equation balanced out, i couldn’t help it and started smiling to myself. Oh well.. what can i say.. i must be evil.

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Update on a day in May

The bicycle got a flat tire again. It’s the front tire this time. It’s a really troublesome thing to happen. I’ll have to push the bicycle all the way to the bicycle shop in tpy, which is some kilometre or two away.

It’s easy to walk there, easy to ride there, but to push the bicycle there, it’s a chore that’s very un-entertaining.

Anyway, addidas sundown is on the coming Saturday night. I’m not doing anything crazy like 42 or 84 kilometres. Just a short 21km, though i’ve not trained at all for it. Then again, i don’t think i need any training for 21km. Maybe do a leisure 3km run tomorrow to stretch the muscles a little.

Just peeled the shoe tag from the number tag. Saw the sticker tag behind. RFID, Rafsec, dogbone. UHF.

*sigh* My ex-job haunts me.

Today was magic the gathering regionals tourney. I didn’t go because i decided to go to my cousin’s son’s first birthday party. I thought i’ll just say, coz i really wanted very much to play in the regionals.

Am i going to Genting some time soon? I thought i heard someone say ‘free accommodation’ earlier today.

Ok so much for now.

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My mum thinks i’m crazy

I’m not crapping or saying figuratively or meaning crazy as wild here. It’s true, my mum really thinks that i’m crazy. The other day, the baby nephew bumped his head again, and mum, brother and i were gathered round the baby to talk.

Mum went like, “LB last time also always fall and bang the head one. No wonder you’re sor sor dei”. That’s Cantonese, which mean i’m a little crazy/mad/insane/psychotic/mentally-ill/lunatic.

Then another night (way after midnight), brother was asleep, mum and i were tending to the baby who refused to sleep, i said that i heard some soft radio sounds coming from outside, probably the construction site. Mum, who is deafer than i am, said she couldn’t hear anything and asked if i was hallucinating -_-

It did occur to me that if i was hallucinating, there would be no way i could know whether i’m hallucinating. After all, hallucinations appear real to the person’s senses. So mum’s question, “Are you hallucinating.” is a little unanswerable. How would i know?

I sometimes act like i’m crazy and sometimes, my don’t-talk-unnecessarily mode coupled with my lack of conformance to commonly perceived social out-of-bounds, i do things that seem crazy. Actually, the seemingly crazy things that i do (when i’m not acting crazy) do have logical but slightly convoluted reasoning. But surely i’m not crazy.

I’m not, am i?

Higher powers help me.. What if i really do have hallucinations? How do i find out? What if i have hallucinations that i can interact with? Maybe one or two of my cousins are hallucinations.

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