This is my 460th post.

Yesterday I was cranky and moody at work, it was such a drag moreover doing a full shift. 10mins seems like hours to pass till I had to find the nonsense to do to kill time, like wiping whatever there is to wipe, folding flyers like there's no tomorrow. It was just not a good day. The only thing I remebered vividly and had something to smile about was Olivier, this French child who was all over me after I build a bear for him. As I was stoning into space, he slid his tiny fingers into mine, and drag me along with him, to play with his triceratops. He then gave me that annoying-but-cute smirk, and smacked his triceratops' horns onto my bum. Awwwww. On another note, Paul Twohill came to build a furry friend too.

Today was the flipside though, awesome! Had a birthday dinner with my Spice Girls over at Sofra, where we had a dozen dougnuts as the birthday cake. It was really lovely, catching up and laughing with them girls whom I spent my many hours in school then. Everyone's still the same; Baby will laugh and turn red at everything I say(now do I look like a clown?), Ginger will be like the mother of the group, Scary's the usual punching bag that I usually poke fun at and Sporty will just roll her eyes at me if I'm just being ridiculous. It's silly how I can't get rid of this Spice Girls saga, even in my phonebook they're still named that way. Sweet.

Happy Birthday Charmaine & Jing Yi!

And I got my hands on PATD's Pretty Odd, like finally. It was the last piece on the shelf!

Unfortunately on my way home, I became all cranky again. To think that tomorrow's National Day, Singaporeans use this chance to show one last mofo(it stands for moronic fool) act. Commuters just rush onto the bus, pushing, wriggling their way onto the steps without looking left or right. And barely 1.5m, I'm the victim of such chaos. I wonder whether these people were on a treasure hunt, thinking there was gold in the bus. Morever it was night time, and the bus arrived late. Everyone was smelling stinky shit from work and what nots, and having sticky physical contact was the last thing on my mind. If you think by rushing onto the bus will get you a seat, you're wrong for there are other people who's faster and slicker than you. So save yourself from the hassle; be civilised and take your time, really. Being the civilised Singaporean, I made my way to the rear of the bus; there's more air there anyways. Holy cow, my eyes opened bigger than it is already. No offence, but this really huge man was smooching his huge girl. I mean come on, even if you wanna purposely give a free show for all to see, do it discreetly or something. You know, then we'll all be like, "Hey look closer, free show sia!" If it's just too open, it's just plain disgusting. No wonder the seat next to them was empty, no one wanted to feel the heat. With that, Happy National Day.