Sunday, March 18, 2012
It is raining now, raining really heavily outside and I am actually really glad. Not that I don't like the rain; I love it, but I'm glad it's raining now because when it stops later in the evening I can go out and lounge around the poolside for some tanning.
Last night I went to Kallang Theatre for Singapore Dance Delight Vol. 03 with Ziqi, Matthew, Junkai, Yin Junhao, Peihan and Joel. Our seats were upstairs so we could see the formations and transitions really well, but the actual movements of the dancers weren't really clear to me (unless they were really flamboyant) – didn't help that I was wearing my glasses. But it was a pretty good show and Da Street Soulz emerged as the champion this year – a very deserving win indeed.
After the show ended we waited for Cheowyi, who is one of the official bloggers for the event. We left and took the Circle Line all the way to Buona Vista (Matthew left; presumably cos he felt out of place, not being from Fuhua and all, I think?), and then we took the train to Lakeside. From when we were still waiting for Cheowyi at Kallang Theatre to when we got to Lakeside, I talked to Mok-kun. He has this easy-going disposition that makes him really easy to talk to, I ended up spilling more about the happenings of my life over the past year than I intended to. He didn't really say much and I tried to act nonchalant about everything but knowing that someone is seriously listening to you makes it a whole lot better I guess. He held off texting his girlfriend at one point just to listen to me. Then I thought of how I had continued texting Zexun when Ziqi was whining to me while we were on the train to Kallang Theatre earlier that day, and I felt bad.
We took a bus to Boon Lay Market (Ziqi, Peihan and I went first) for the famous Nasi Lemak there. We went ahead first because Ziqi badly needed to use the washroom and I laughed when Peihan told Joel, who had called us to ask why we went ahead first, "Ziqi buay tong liao."
It being a Boon Lay neighbourhood and all, the whole place was very seedy and sketchy (I remarked as much to Cheowyi when we left later that night), and it was especially so since it was already past midnight. The queue for Nasi Lemak was, as expected, really long, but they serve food fast so I guess it wasn't too long a wait. Peihan and I went to queue up first cos Ziqi had to use the washroom and more people started to join the queue behind us. Ziqi returned to us all gleeful and happy HAHAHA.
Then everyone else arrived and joined us for a while - they all left for the washroom thereafter and only Joel stayed with us in the queue. When it was almost our turn though, a confrontation started. This fat guy (I'm not saying he is fat to be spiteful - he really was fat) with black greasy hair started cursing and swearing at Joel. When Joel turned to look at him, the fat guy (dressed in a black polo tee, 3/4 pants and flip flops) – obviously an ahbeng, a middle-aged one at that – barked at him angrily, "You fucking jump queue right?"
At that point in time, although I was somewhat scared, I thought to myself, Now I'll have something interesting to write about tonight.
In the midst of all this trepidation, excitement, and trying to figure out what the hell the ahbeng was saying because he was slurring his words and spitting out insults at Joel that I haven't even heard of before (that, or his enunciation was just so bad I couldn't make out what he was saying)... I sort of forgot a lot of what transpired.
Mainly the ahbeng was unhappy that Joel had joined us (Peihan, Ziqi and I) at a later time because that would mean a longer waiting time for all the people behind us in the queue. Joel was trying to explain that we were his friends and even tried to ask Peihan to buy his share for him so he could leave the queue, but the ahbeng was having none of it, of course.
The insults went all like: "fucking don't-know-what" (couldn't figure out what he was saying), "si gin nah", "chao ah beng" (pot calling the kettle black!) and things like that. Mostly he spewed out the word "fuck" in every single sentence.
"One pack of Nasi Lemak only, you also want to jump queue, fucking no shame, pui!" The ahbeng spat... Literally. He literally spat on the floor LOL.
"That's why," Joel told him in reply. One pack of Nasi Lemak only, why are you getting so worked up? LOL.
I guess the ahbeng was mostly all-talk no action because he only started picking on us when Joel was alone, not when all the other guys and Cheowyi were around. In the end we managed to get our food and as we were walking to our table Joel started swearing too hahahaha "Knnccb," (I don't want to type out the actual words but everyone knows what that is la) he said kind of wearily, "I am fucking suay!" I was kind of scared but it was all so funny.
We all had our food and talked for a long time till it was nearly 2 AM and I shared a cab home with Cheowyi.
It has stopped raining! I shall go out soon.
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