OK! this is a blog entry about my family outing yesterday. The purpose? well, last minute shopping for shoes and all the necessary school stuff... It was quite fun.. we went to Simei and apparently did a mad goose chase to find a shop to repair our remote control... However there wasn't one so we gave up and had our lunch next. Lunch was at banquet and BOY were there alot of people. The usual happened Mom gave us money and we buk our makan rite? so far so good.. everyone had their makan EXCEPT my sister...
She was queuing up at this stall * i shall be nice enough not to reveal which stall * but apparently the line was long... Guess what happens next? The stall vendors may have been blind or something not to notice her and started taking orders from the back.. ok..not so bad u may say.. BUT when this happened SOME OH SO CONSIDERATE PEOPLE started junping the queue... and i mean jumping! WOW they can travel far... from all the way behind. they ;and up at the counter within like 3 seconds... The best part was when the stall vendors heard my sisters order wrongly.. MAN SHE BLEW IT! *fine this incident not so bad u sae*
THIS INCIDENT GETS MY BLOOD BOILING! you know how they say we teenagers are rude yada yada yada....or how they shake their heads and say, what are they teaching kis in school today... I suggest some of the older generation should eat their words. THEY are supposedly to set the example WE LEARN FROM THEM! * no im not saying that teens don't have brains to think * so.. we were at the MRT station everyone got out... and that annoying beeping sound was already on..WHICH*if some of you STILL DON NOT KNOW WHAT IT MEANS... THE DOORS ARE CLOSING* i REPEAT CLOSING.. and it was crowded.. but this OLD yes OLD guy comes dashing and PUSHES me! HELLR! he did mutter excuse me but it doesn't mean he has to push! *btw he was rushing to board the train* ah well.. i really dont know what to say perhaps im overeactong ahh.. wadev...
Where art though courtesy?
Maria Christina (car)
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