the weather it seems is really bad.. i mean.. not so much weather.. but more the haze.. its stagnant..
and honestly scary.. crikes.. got knows how much of these exhausted carbon compounds get into our
lungs..and they seem to be all still regardless or wat goes into them.. so they are too tiny??
well.. i was feeling horrible. cos of my sinus , coughing, phlegm, feeling horribly bad syndrome... sigh..
so i took a cab.. thinking of goign home in relative comfort.. which it was.. and with much
certainty that the driver would
do the regular routes.. i just told him.. PIE thanks.. cos the CTE would be normally jammed with pple..
so off we zipped.. this uncles cab must have been empty for quite abit.. coos it was so cool.. as in the temp.
normally cabs in orchard have a smell about them.. or that the seats are a little warm etc.. bbut this was like
sub zero.. totally in my mood..
and better still this guy listens to jazz.. as in not random radio or crappy uncle stations..
i mean i could hear michael buble andd diana krall..wow.. this guy is really something..
then later came the shocker....
i was robbed!!!!!!.. not..
hahah
but well he drove from PIE into the mount pleasant slip road..which is freak creepy..
imagine about 11 ish at night.. ouch..
and its a single lane.. dimly litted place..
looking all dilapidated and uncared for until a closer glimpse
showed me wat really lay behind the hedges and overgrowths..
gravestones...
and also ancient relicts of singapore heritage.. the black and white bungalows..
but somehow seeing kids playing about at that time of the night in front of such a place
jsut rattles my spine abit.. so i just looked the other way and let the the drive and music
sooth it out.. which it did..
it was kinda spooky.. but kinda nice too..
its like sipping a mojjito in a cozy jazz bar.. and relaxing in one corner.. just then.. some vampish looking hostess coms along and ask you.. how is your evening.. breaking the serenity... alikened some wicked witch slamming her knuckles into some wretched mirror.. ahah..
welll slightly nicer..
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