Isn't it amazing how your observation skills are honed when you spend a long time, alone, meaning by yourself, out of the house, in a few places, and stay at each place for extended periods. And add the fact that its absolutely pouring to the point of flooding.

Firstly, after going to CGH today regarding sponsorhip, I headed to Eastpoint for lunch at Banquet. Lunchtime, plenty of people. Lots to see.

Firstly, I scout for tables.
I see two. After collecting my ChickenChop with Rice AND Fries, I aimed for the two.
One had a pack of tissue for the love of GOD ALMIGHTY.
I actually thought it was a myth.
The fact that the being who put it there sat about 10 seconds before I did saved her from a brutal verbal raping if she dared to comment on the tissues.

So I sat on the other empty one.
I took out my bond application form and read it extremely carefully, but really I was also hearing conversations around me.
When you sit at a place like Banquet for 2 hours, you tend to pick up many things.

I heard, first, the family trying hard to keep their kids still and on the verge of losing thier temper.

After reading, I began more observation.
Extraordinary, the people you see.

I then saw, another family, also with noisy kids, but this time, doing nothing to stop them. Parents were too engrossed in their Ban Mian I suppose.

Next, I heard the inevitable chatter, beside me, of students speaking about me in Malay. No I'm not perasaan.
But when they say," Mentang2 pakai baju Police, ingatkan tough la konon. Kena makan banyak pun eh?", you don't sit still and keep quiet.

I gave an exaggerated smirk gave a half turn of the head towards them and they kept quiet. And I continued smiling.

By the way, translated, the sentence says," Just because he's wearing a Police shirt, he thinks he's tough? And he has to eat alot too eh?" I don't get the logic of it really.

Next up. I spot this couple. Malay girl eating Nasi Padang.
And her husband with her back towards me.
I sensed something weird about them.
The dude was globbering up soup like it was a big piece of chicken and nearly dropped his bowl. Wife looks irritatingly at him.
I so know that look.
One phrase ran through my mind - "Won't last. Not worth it".

Mean, I know. Guy turns around finally. Caucasian. Hmpph.

Third.
I see a maid holding a young boy's hand gng to look out the big window with the MRT outside. They obviously like each other and he's obviously not a small brat who picks on maids.
Then I see this almost snobbish looking, but outrageously hot lady walking towards them.
HOT MOM ALERT!

I'm not a big fan of Chinese ladies, obviously, but this woman was out of this world, and I bet you she's almost 40.
I assumed she was from China, but the way she spoke and with the accent, an actual well-spoken Singaporean.
Crazy. And so I kept observing them.

Despite her good looks, the mum isnt uch in the way of a mum.
She eats her spaghetti, orders carrot juice from her maid, and the maid cuts the boy's fish n' chips.
But the mum, is actually nice.
And finally, cue the husband.
I half-expected it, and knew this couldnt be a perfect family, with a good looking husband to boot.

He was basically a lumpy old looking brute with a donkey for a face. I couldnt stand him, so I scouted for others.

And basically you end up seeing other trivial stuff.

The old folks struggling with Western Food.
The man, sitting alone, reading, and eating the same thing as you.
The pathetic school kids.
The group of teens doing the exact same thing you do. =)

That was BANQUET

Next.
On the Way home.
At the bustop.
Waited for twenty minutes.

Continue observation.
Convenient.
ChangkatChangi Sec. End of school.
Cue secondary school kids.

On a sidenote, I cant help but laughing and thinkin," You guys have a bloody long way to go, especially lower sec kids"

Back to the point.
You see the kids.
Some are taller than you.
Many are bigger.
And this is ChangkatChangi Sec for crying out loud.
Bloody notorious.

And Oh, RACIAL HARMONY DOES EXIST EVERYWHERE.
I spent 20 minutes with AhBengs, Mats and whatever TRYING to shove me aside.
Key word: TRY

Sorry guys.
This short, frail, no body guy is stronger than you think.

So bus finally come right?
I get on.
First thing I notice.
10 people trying to get out the ENTRANCE.

Next thing. Old lady blocks the way to make way for another old lady.

Lastly, the retard kid looking at me, fiercely, with a face so contorted, you feel he would have blown up if I asked him If he had a problem. Geez.

Lastly, under my block.
The wierdest thing ever.
Four Bedok South Secondary kids.
All Short Pants.
I gave them a look and saw what looked to be a cigarette in one of thier hands.
It wasnt.
The guy practically ran to me (he's a tad taller) and tried shoving his skinny body into mine and asked me what that hell was wring with me.

I just looked up and laughed (well, chuckled) and told him to observe me carefully and that if he made another mistake, I'd arrest him. He actually observed and told me to "**** off".

And for the first time in GOD knows how long, I gave him the finger and said," No, YOU p**s off"...

And walked away.
Yes I walked away.
I love bullying.
But four 13 year olds against me?
Still too easy.