Wednesday, April 14, 2004

andersons icecream

'calcutta, i drive my litte taxi in
cacultta, taxi taxi taxi in calcutta
i am a taxi driver man'

open the door of the juice marketing's office at 9.34 am in the morning and thats what blasts at me through the huge speakers.. how am i gonna live through the day with music, okay umm noise, trash.. arh.. i was so scared! all around me was bengy and liany looking people, probably are la.. dyed hair, noisy chinese speaking people.. not that hard to tell how they were.. and me? a pure white innocent little lamb surrounded by vulgarity lashing, pool-addicted, cigarette-loving, hokkien/mandarin speaking wolves.. i was like, felt so small! hey, its scary okay! really! didnt know anyone, while evryone knew everyone.. joking and kidding around.. guess who i saw there? cheeseng! goes by the name ryan now.. still not used to it.. okay.. introduced to yvonne.. a really nice girl, friendly and outgoing.. my babysitter for the day... she's to show me to hoops of how to go about getting people to buy the merchandise.. went to kovan, and met minzhi along the way? oh hey. whats she doing at outram park? forgot to ask her.. remember gushing over how much i miss her though! kovan is rather ulu.. BUT, the people there are super great! im serious, compared to the people at plaza singapura, kovan are generous saints..

1. approached this nice looking malay auntie with a kid.. before i could finish, or rather, start my speech. shesaid gave me five bucks and SMILED at me, and went off! so nice!
2. joked around with some malay guys with tattoos and all that.. crappy asses.. but hey i got them to buy..
3. spoke chinese to those aunties!! they couldnt unerstand english! hey! i got them to buy too! doubt they pitied me for my poor mandarin, think i really did a good job.. really! (admit to yourself, i speak really good chinese.. maybe ill join the chinese debating society since im so persuasive in my mother tongue.. ya?)
4. women of 22 to 35 wont buy (stingy underwear stuffed up their rectum, uptight, rigid, rebonded dyed hair working office women! bah!)
5. guys of 18 to 27 always buy from me (maybe its the way i flutter my eyelids at them, or get them all horny or something... im turn on sean! not a turn off!! -sob)
6. 3 guys, who i trusted!! said that he will withdraw money AND COME BACK, collect 25 bucks from the church AND COME BACK, meeting friend AND WILL COME BACK.. but they didnt!! -pouts- okay.. learnt my lesson.. get their numbers.. like yvonne.. haha..
7. met this girl from o.i., met val.whipper and tiffany's friend, cant remember her name, met some phs senior.. none bought from me..

went to plaza sing to meet the rest of the people.. by the way, im in the amazing dynamite group, full of presbies like mark terence weiming.. etc...saw them smoking.. got a huge shock.. from then on hard to get people to buy.. town people are meanies!! met chunchiang!! again!! hes working at hsbc ut had no money to buy!! he really didnt, i checked his wallet... heh.. hung around.. ditto the uptight, arse fucked office working women.. the caucasians.. screwed up arrogant asses too! stupid spg's.. no mood to sell and be enthu.. at kovan people were nice.. here. they dont even say 'no thanks'.. they totally ignore you, look ahead, and walk on... FUCK YOU SINGAPOREANS! i dont mind them saying no thanks.. but, just ignoring me is mean.. also those who saythey're busy.. i dont mind if they really were and rushed to their destination.. but those who say their busy and in a hurry yet stroll along the pavement.. well fuck you.. just say no thanks.. dont have to make up stupid twisted spiderweb lies i can see right through.. i was on the edge of my ass, gonna explode with the dynamite shoved up my ass, nearly said fuck you to them.. but okay.. control.. pityful asses..

oh well.. 66 bucks earned today... pretty good.. its a high roller.. yayness.. blah.. tired.. well at least, being so busy all the time takes my mind off rrrrrr, umm him... didnt think of him at all! till that dumb ass sent me a msg from him which he had forwarded from my phone.. righteo.. way to go.. thanks.. but hey.. good start.. dont think.. and everythings fine! yay.. okay.. dont miss him.. just miss the stuff.. scroll down.. somewhere down there.. argh.. man.. sleeping now.. feet are aching.. oh.. i bought my mango skirt!! yay!!