Of nauseousness and boredom

Olive cove iced mocha made me feel like puking in the MRT just now. I think I should never try to drink it on an empty stomach. I endured and survived an hour of train journey, a smelly MRT toilet and a seemingly neverending winding bus ride without puking.

I thoroughly enjoyed Chinese lessons now. I made two new friends today - a Malaysian girl and a local guy, both also from ChE. I slept for only 2 hours max this morning by the way - I tossed around in bed till around 4 am and decided to go to my parents bedroom to sleep. I tossed and turned again till about half past 5 and got up 2 hours later.

This morning I was on the bus and I suddenly thought of something. The next time you are alone and tremendously bored, look around you. Apart from the usual people-watching, attempt to infer information about them from their general appearances and their behaviours.

I saw an old lady crossing the road with a empty trolley. Ah huh! Must be going to the market. She didn't look left or right before crossing. Ah huh! Lived too long already. I saw a Chinese lady standing around with a kid in uniform. Ah huh! Waiting for school bus. They looked alike. Ah huh! Must be mother-son. I also saw a very annoying old apek by the roadside smoking. Ah huh! Another case of someone living too long already. Ah huh! Want to die, die alone. Don't bring other people down to hell with you.

I think I am actually overdoing it. But that was my thought process as I was observing these people. Well, something to do when you're really bored cos it sorta makes time pass rather quickly.

This morning I also saw a guy blatantly drinking a can of coke in the MRT. I hope he tio fined.