Every day that I wake up and look over to your side
I feel more then ever had and my heart is warm inside
Every time I hear your news, makes me smile and realize
That you are the only one about whom I fantasise
When you come through the closed door after work on week days
I am anxious to explore how much more you mean to me
You are my love for now and always, together stronger every moment
And with you I will grow old, you are the one I love always
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Sweaty and just about to recover from a mild influenza (this is what the doc said, not I), I thought it’d be better and this time cheaper to take a cab on the hot sunny day. After all it is a half day.
The cab driver was standing at the usual stop where we get the cabs to go anywhere from Bugis. I jumped in and after a while of observing me in the mirror he said: it’s the 3rd time I am picking you up”.
I said: “what?”
He repeated the sentence about 2 times after me asking “what” all the time. I really didn’t understand his accent, and apparently he didn’t understand mine. Cause when I stated my destination at first he also asked 2 times.
Anyway, he continued telling me: “I think I picked you up at Suntec the other time”
I answered: “I don’t go to Suntec”. Frankly, I haven’t taken a cab from Suntec ever since the Russell Peters show, and it definitely wasn’t that weirdo cab driver.
He said: “Well, maybe somewhere else, you were wearing a black dress”
I said: “I don’t have a black dress, so…”
Of course I have a black dress, but the last time I wore a black dress was with a group of people to ZoukOut, def not the same cab driver. And I don’t recall any time before that I wore a black dress out..
Unconfucius says: Mr. Cab Driver, stop taking them drugs!
The cab driver was standing at the usual stop where we get the cabs to go anywhere from Bugis. I jumped in and after a while of observing me in the mirror he said: it’s the 3rd time I am picking you up”.
I said: “what?”
He repeated the sentence about 2 times after me asking “what” all the time. I really didn’t understand his accent, and apparently he didn’t understand mine. Cause when I stated my destination at first he also asked 2 times.
Anyway, he continued telling me: “I think I picked you up at Suntec the other time”
I answered: “I don’t go to Suntec”. Frankly, I haven’t taken a cab from Suntec ever since the Russell Peters show, and it definitely wasn’t that weirdo cab driver.
He said: “Well, maybe somewhere else, you were wearing a black dress”
I said: “I don’t have a black dress, so…”
Of course I have a black dress, but the last time I wore a black dress was with a group of people to ZoukOut, def not the same cab driver. And I don’t recall any time before that I wore a black dress out..
Unconfucius says: Mr. Cab Driver, stop taking them drugs!
Friday, January 9, 2009
My Holiday Highlights
Once after 4 years it does rain in Phuket on Christmas Eve.
A Russian Jew paints Christian themes on Swiss Church window.
Penguins are not very shy, but very amusing.
Singapore Airlines does suck - no matter what everyone says.
The fogs in the Swiss mountains are thicker then Singapore curtains.
Western cuisine in Arabic settings.
I love my fiance
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