Gong Xi Fa Cai
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It's Chinese New Year again, and i'm on call (again). It's been a tiring day, and i suppose i should be getting to sleep soon, seeing how i was nodding off the whole day, at 6th Ave and the other places that we visited.
CNY began a few days ago, in fact, when we first visited Chinatown's roadside stalls. i think we first visited Temple Street et al last week, but did it a second time last Saturday, and then a third time last night after the reunion dinner. What to do... got a wife who watns good bargains and stuff.
But the 3 trips weren't exactly a waste of time. We managed to pick up a bunch of "chun lians" and some table runners, as well as a few containers of CNY goodies. sigh... fattening.
Probably the reason why i was so sleep the whole day today was the fact that we stayed out at Chinatown till about 3am this morning (ok, yesterday morning, since it's past 12 already). We had hung around 6th Avenue after reunion dinner, watching Rat Race on Channel 5. It still was funny watching it a second time, and Amy Smart was still as hot as ever, though not as hot as she was in Road trip. But well, can't complain.
Once the movie was over, we (me and En) then drove down and parked just out of SGH. We initially thought of walking to Chinatown from the carpark, but passed by Outram Station and thus decided to take the MRT a stop down to Chinatown station. My first time on the North-East line ever, and my first time taking PUBLIC TRANSPORT in over a year and a half. Sheesh... what a spoilt brat i must sound like. What i would give to get back to taking public transport regularly, instead of driving places, but unfortunately the nature of my current job demands otherwise. Well, the train-ride was nice...
Chinatown was it's usual crowded state, even at about 1-2 am in the morning. We had to jostle our way through the streets, but i was surprisingly good-natured through it all, and didn't get frustrated or upset with anyone. In fact, it was a bunch of other people that lost their cool. As we were walking towards Kreta Ayer Street(i think), we suddenly heard a commotion, and the crowd in front so neatly dissipated to give way to a bunch of middle-aged men, shoving and punching each other. Could have been some stallowners or shoppers who lost their cool with each other. The annoying thing was that the moment this started, no one wanted to walk their direction, but yet everyone was just standing and looking at the drama unfold. i couldn't even get closer to get a better look... haha.
After deciding that craning my neck wouldn't help me get a better picture of the fight, we made a detour out of the area, to pass by that scuffle. And being the dog in the manger, i loudly commented (falsely of course) that "it was terrible, the sight... so much blood... so much blood!!" and a woman carrying her young child apparently got squimish and covered her son's eyes. tee hee...
We finally got home and into bed at 4am. So obviously we couldn't wake in time to get to Mandai Columbarium this morning.
well well...
And i'm tired now. So i shan't write anymore. Perhaps i'll play a bit of Crimsonland before knocking off...
...
It's Chinese New Year again, and i'm on call (again). It's been a tiring day, and i suppose i should be getting to sleep soon, seeing how i was nodding off the whole day, at 6th Ave and the other places that we visited.
CNY began a few days ago, in fact, when we first visited Chinatown's roadside stalls. i think we first visited Temple Street et al last week, but did it a second time last Saturday, and then a third time last night after the reunion dinner. What to do... got a wife who watns good bargains and stuff.
But the 3 trips weren't exactly a waste of time. We managed to pick up a bunch of "chun lians" and some table runners, as well as a few containers of CNY goodies. sigh... fattening.
Probably the reason why i was so sleep the whole day today was the fact that we stayed out at Chinatown till about 3am this morning (ok, yesterday morning, since it's past 12 already). We had hung around 6th Avenue after reunion dinner, watching Rat Race on Channel 5. It still was funny watching it a second time, and Amy Smart was still as hot as ever, though not as hot as she was in Road trip. But well, can't complain.
Once the movie was over, we (me and En) then drove down and parked just out of SGH. We initially thought of walking to Chinatown from the carpark, but passed by Outram Station and thus decided to take the MRT a stop down to Chinatown station. My first time on the North-East line ever, and my first time taking PUBLIC TRANSPORT in over a year and a half. Sheesh... what a spoilt brat i must sound like. What i would give to get back to taking public transport regularly, instead of driving places, but unfortunately the nature of my current job demands otherwise. Well, the train-ride was nice...
Chinatown was it's usual crowded state, even at about 1-2 am in the morning. We had to jostle our way through the streets, but i was surprisingly good-natured through it all, and didn't get frustrated or upset with anyone. In fact, it was a bunch of other people that lost their cool. As we were walking towards Kreta Ayer Street(i think), we suddenly heard a commotion, and the crowd in front so neatly dissipated to give way to a bunch of middle-aged men, shoving and punching each other. Could have been some stallowners or shoppers who lost their cool with each other. The annoying thing was that the moment this started, no one wanted to walk their direction, but yet everyone was just standing and looking at the drama unfold. i couldn't even get closer to get a better look... haha.
After deciding that craning my neck wouldn't help me get a better picture of the fight, we made a detour out of the area, to pass by that scuffle. And being the dog in the manger, i loudly commented (falsely of course) that "it was terrible, the sight... so much blood... so much blood!!" and a woman carrying her young child apparently got squimish and covered her son's eyes. tee hee...
We finally got home and into bed at 4am. So obviously we couldn't wake in time to get to Mandai Columbarium this morning.
well well...
And i'm tired now. So i shan't write anymore. Perhaps i'll play a bit of Crimsonland before knocking off...
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