Today I went to Queensway shopping center for the billionth time in my life to shop for tennis shoes for the millionth time in my life. Yep. Not very interesting, but the journey there was quite memorable. Mostly due to all the shouting.
First off, after school ended, I got a chance to wear my sexy awesome threadless shirt.
"Rock out with your cock out"
Mmhmm. It’s a band, with a cock on the right side.
Anyway-
As luck would have it, I had yet ANOTHER bad experience involving public transport today. I’m sure you remember(or maybe you don’t)(but you probably do)(..you do, don’t you?)(I hope you do.)(those were really interesting posts.)(brackets.)(..I love brackets.) my posts about encountering shit and urine on the bus. This time, it was the system that screwed me over.
What happened was, I was at the MRT gate, tapped my ez-link card, and some asshole tried to tap his card and push past me into the barrier even before I had walked into it. Of course, the machine refused his card, and the barrier slammed into his sides, but he pushed straight into it anyway and got through. Filthy jackass.
I had to get my classmates to walk back and help me tap my card at the exit before I could re-tap and enter. Waste of forty cents. I expect the guy got screwed over late when he discovered that his card wasn’t detected at the entrance and he couldn’t get out.
Screw you, Sir.
Screw you very very much.
When I entered the station finally, me and the two classmates(Dennis and Timothy) who were tagging along to Queensway suddenly realised we had no idea how to get there by train. So we got out and took a bus. Yet another 40 cents down the drain. I was wasting my money very productively.
On the bus, as usual, we kept questioning whether we were heading in the right direction and habitually blaming each other in advance in case it was the wrong way. We ended up somewhere, I don’t know where, I wasn’t paying attention, and found a McDonalds to eat at. I ate a prosperity burger. I didn’t feel so prosperous after that because I wasted seven dollars on it.
Also, that McDonalds is the best one in Singapore. Apparently there are a crapload of girls schools around the area. Either that or it was a girls-only mcdonalds and we blended in.
Yeah.
We then realised we had wasted almost an hour and a half and decided we should haul ass to Queensway immediately. We ended up at another bus stop, which had a really long waiting time. So me and Dennis had a shouting competition(like, REAL shouting. as loud as we could. people stared at us.) and we sang songs by Bon Jovi and Journey. While Timothy pretended not to know us. 
Sooner or later, we got to Queensway. Wasted about two hours walking around aimlessly while Timothy kept complaining about how “plain” all the white canvas shoes were. Eventually I suggested he got a plain white one and do a Jackson Pollock on it. He agreed.
*if you don’t know what type of artwork jackson pollock did, play around with the flash file I put at the bottom of the page.*
Gah, this post is way too long.
blah blah blagarg, something happened, I bought a new pair of Adidas tennis shoes for $78,
ta-da
my dad bought some other Adidas tennis shoes,
and we gtf-outta there.
BELOW IS THE JACKSON POLLOCK THINGY. REQUIRES FLASH TO PLAY. (just mouse over the space in between)
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