Wat a day.
Hello just came back from tennis session with my friends (Ting En,Dave) in Bukit Batok. From punggol to Bukit Batok very far sia. Anyway, it was fun as i long time didnt go back to the West area to see see. Along the mrt way, some things have changed like the food centre near Redhill had demolished. Another thing i saw was the renovation of a mosque in Jurong East. Really miss those Jurong, Bukit Batok areas which i used to roam around. Hahaha.
Anyway, the tennis session was great. Hope to play abit longer. Now my hand abit tired sia. Ya. Once i reached Bukit Batok mrt station, i think i saw 2 familiar faces, last time studied in Fuhua sec one. After playing tennis, we meet up with reuben to have our dinner at the coffee shop. The food was nice sia. Cannot compared with the one in Punggol area. I found out they were very busy with their school work, projects these few weeks. I was quite susprised lah as i was not so very very very busy with the school work. But hor for the next few weeks, tests coming and assignments need to pass up. Ok lah, maybe i am going to be busy. Soon after that, we went home.
Now this is the interesting part. On my way home by NEL mrt, one lady vomited on the train!!!!
Wow!!!!
First time see this on a train since 1987 (I think so). But very strange sia her. Everyone rushed to give her tissue and plastic bag after she vomited, But the strange thing was she did not move at all!! The vomit was on her hand, body.. She did not wipe it off. She was still in her "sleeping" position until she reached HOUGANG. Can u imagined that she on that position for 4 or 5 stops until she reached Hougang. My thinking was this, she must be embarrassed that she vomited at the train so she did not dare to wipe it off until she reached her "target" mrt station. As u were wondering where am i sitting? I was sitting a seat next to her ( There is a seat between her and me) Woah. The smell was very terrible to. Buay Tahan... Soon i reached punggol and i get off. But shocking sia. My shoes was "hit" by the vomit's "watery liquid" which somehow flow from the "source" to my seat there. It somehow spoil my mood. Lol. After i went to buy apple juice to drink on my way home. Long time didnt drink apple juice liao. ~~~Ahhhhhhh~~~
Bye.
Anyway, the tennis session was great. Hope to play abit longer. Now my hand abit tired sia. Ya. Once i reached Bukit Batok mrt station, i think i saw 2 familiar faces, last time studied in Fuhua sec one. After playing tennis, we meet up with reuben to have our dinner at the coffee shop. The food was nice sia. Cannot compared with the one in Punggol area. I found out they were very busy with their school work, projects these few weeks. I was quite susprised lah as i was not so very very very busy with the school work. But hor for the next few weeks, tests coming and assignments need to pass up. Ok lah, maybe i am going to be busy. Soon after that, we went home.
Now this is the interesting part. On my way home by NEL mrt, one lady vomited on the train!!!!
Wow!!!!
First time see this on a train since 1987 (I think so). But very strange sia her. Everyone rushed to give her tissue and plastic bag after she vomited, But the strange thing was she did not move at all!! The vomit was on her hand, body.. She did not wipe it off. She was still in her "sleeping" position until she reached HOUGANG. Can u imagined that she on that position for 4 or 5 stops until she reached Hougang. My thinking was this, she must be embarrassed that she vomited at the train so she did not dare to wipe it off until she reached her "target" mrt station. As u were wondering where am i sitting? I was sitting a seat next to her ( There is a seat between her and me) Woah. The smell was very terrible to. Buay Tahan... Soon i reached punggol and i get off. But shocking sia. My shoes was "hit" by the vomit's "watery liquid" which somehow flow from the "source" to my seat there. It somehow spoil my mood. Lol. After i went to buy apple juice to drink on my way home. Long time didnt drink apple juice liao. ~~~Ahhhhhhh~~~
Bye.

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