a wrong tone to start my wrong day. sigh..
luckily there's saminathan who makes econs lecture perky with his gibberish and indian-accented speech and his "c'mon this is chicken-feet", "this qn is an insult", "..and then..and then..", "hmm..HMM.."
luckily there's this old man on the bus on my way home..initially i thought he was talking to somone in front of him but at a decibel higher than the norm.and later shaz enlightened me on how he was so engrossed with his conversation with himself....and he goes: "last time ar.. i use to have business in geylang, serangoon,..","ITE used to be called trade school..we were from trade school ah...", "my daughter's in nus, ntu..", "last time my brothers were all arrested but not me.."
i wonder if i'll ramble on like he did 50 years down the road..and it was funny the rest of the ppl on the bus around him were either dozing off or were acting nonchalent to this ah-peh's ramblings while he talked to himself with molecules of air..
thanks to them..i grade my day up a level to GREY.
