listening to: thrice - the melting point of wax

i've always like walking along gay-lang. all the lights. the food. the clothes. the 2 shops at the intersection trying to beat each other in making us deaf with their "murah murah!"

but i feel let down. cheated. i went to geylang yesterday night. nothing caught my eye. nothing. no nice clothes. no good food. and where was the chanting of "murah murah!"? all i heard was this public service announcement telling us to beware of pickpockets on the sound system. maybe its because baru berapa hari puasa lah. i donoe.

and is it me or are the shop owners chinese? like go away yellow ppl. its our festivities. u dont see us trying to sell suckling pig and what not during your cheena new year. oh wait. we cant sell pig. but nonetheless, we dont menyibuk at ur raya what.

oh and whats up with M&M's baru naik? the older species is worst enuf. but the younger spawns? i've had it up to my skinny neck with it. with tapered pants that are too short, and that springy walk. u noe how they walk and bounce of their heels on the balls of their feet? and their mesh caps. sigh. its ppl like them who make it impossible for kids like me to wear mesh caps and risk being called a mat. too many of them.

makes me sorta agree with that friendster chap who was anti malay. i dont really blame him. but its too biased lah. maybe he should rename his profile to be "anti mat minah". that way, even us malay's can join. cos its the MnMs that spoil the malays. not the malay as the whole.

dah start la tu bebual merepek. haha. ok dah lah. i shall stop my rantings here. a hungry man is a man who spouts nonsense out his mouth. cherio~