Why Would I Write

  • A dent in the door.

    So this morning I woke up to a dent in the passenger door of my car. Nothing much to say except I felt like this the whole day.

    I kept thinking to myself, ‘if I ever catch the fucker who did this, I’d smash the car into his face’.

    Seriously, what do people gain from vandalizing other people’s cars? Fine, maybe there’s some satisfaction if they did something like double park and blocked your exit. But I didn’t do anything to this guy, whoever he was. I was parked in the same spot I’ve been parking at for the past few years and never had any trouble with anybody before.. BAH. I can’t even bring myself to write about it. Anyways I gotta spend some money to get it fixed. I have no evidence to file a police report. I can’t claim insurance without losing my NCP, so guess I’ll have to fork out money to get it fixed.

    Fuckers.

    In other news, I should be playing at cloth and clef this Saturday night (if it’s on..i’ll have to confirm it) Come check out the show if you’re free.

    EDIT, I’ll be playing tonight 🙂

  • Train Tracks


    While waiting for the train this morning, one dude just fainted (from the heat perhaps.. it was a scorching morning) and fell head first onto the train tracks. I think everyone gasped and once they realized that he wasn’t getting up, a whole group of guys (5-7 men? I didn’t count) jumped onto the track and put him back on the platform.

    Good thing the train was still quite a distance away when the man fell down. The guy woke up a short while later, got up and looked clueless, as if he had no idea he fell. Awhile later some station staff came and took him away. They ‘unpaused’ the train, and I got onto it. Shocking and depressing shit first thing in the morning. The whole journey I kept thinking about ‘what if he died?’. The way his head hit the track, I was surprised he even survived it.

    I was late for work again.

    As I was discussing with Jacinth earlier (omg I name dropped you!) I learnt something new:
    Despite all those signs around the train tracks- they will not electrocute you if you go on the tracks! Weird huh!? We’ve been brought up all our lives (well at least I know I was) to believe that going on a track would kill you. Either way, electrocuting or not, it’s not a wise idea to go on train tracks :p

    I deserve a bad citizen award.
    Instead of rushing over to help the man, I just stood there and watched the other people do it. I do feel guilty about it. Hopefully next time I’ll do something instead of just watching. Oh wait.. let’s just hope there’s no next time. I think seeing one man fall head first onto the track is enough for a life time.

    I wonder if any other morning Setiawangsa LRT users read this blog. haha

  • Senior citizens.

    So I was just chatting with Jason about how AC/DC ran out of their pension savings that’s why they’re releasing a new album this year.

    Speaking of old people, here’s a post that I jotted down in my phone awhile ago but never got around to posting it up:

    I was at the bank the other day, waiting for my turn (it was taking forever as usual) when I noticed a sign saying that the first counter was for senior citizens. Basically it was saying ‘old people don’t need to queue up, just come to the front and do your shit’

    So I started day dreaming and imagined how life would be like if was a senior citizen. I would be the worst senior citizen ever! I would abuse my privileges every opportunity I got! I would cut queues, I would pretend that I had poor bladder control and use that as an excuse to push ahead in non-senior citizen lines!

    I would make people give me their seats in trains! I would abuse senior discounts! “I’m buying tickets for the whole old folk’s home!”

    If you’ve seen Jackass, then you know the kind of stunts they pull off with old people suits. I would do those kinds of things, stopping short of showing my balls in public. Haha

    I would scold kids who annoy me, and their parents would agree with me just cos I’m an old man. I would crap and piss in my pants just because people expect me to.

    I would take out my false teeth in public and snap them at people’s ears. I would cough in other people’s food and in their faces.

    I would cuss at random strangers and wave my walking stick in the air. When people talk to me, I’ll pretend not to hear them or that I don’t have short term memory just to annoy them.

    Damn, the things that old people can get away with!