Thursday, January 19, 2006

There is this kind of people who earn my detest.

I was in school with Mrs Chongky outside 7-elevens. Then my classmate saw me and came up to say hi, as if he is my best friend. I walked back to Mrs Chongky and he was like "eh why must stick to your friend", after which he struck up a conversation with regards to our project group and classes.

The best part is...

While he was talking to me, he was practically staring blantly at Mrs Chongky. Hey hello, you're talking to me so please fucking look at me. If you want to stare at my girl it's perfectly fine i won't kill you. But don't do it right in front of me will ya.

Really pissed off. This kind of fuckers do exist.

Even though you don't know that this girl is mine, at least think that why so late in school i'm she's still with me. Not couple also means that almost couple right.

Some people are just not so brainy.

Obviously he didn't know that i used to spar with Marcus, TKD national development squad fighter when i was a white. No fear is written. No back out shown. Goldfish and i are with guts, brawn and brain. No bragging.

Mr Chongky
9:11 AM

Saturday, January 14, 2006

The famous Singaporean blogger, Xiaxue, posted up this entry about wimps who will not bash up the guy who molested their gf. In her entry, she questioned the weak display of these faggots and raised this qn:

Are you Pes C and below?

SO tell me, what's the big deal with being Pes C and below? It simply means that you're not combat fit for battle, doesn't mean that you are stupid or idiotic or have the lack of common sense or simply ah gua.

Frankly i don't see what's the big deal with this young lass' blog that is so popular. Really, Mr Brown is much better. Nothing as immature. Mr Rockson's kicks asses too. Much of not-so-proud languages, but the opinion and the analysis into issues earn my respect.

Condemn Xiaxue! She really sucks. Oh, don't worry if Ms Xiaxue herself is reading this. I'm not reading her blog anymore.

Check out my friendster pic to know what Pes C and below can be.

Mr Chongky
10:13 PM

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Last night on my way home after sending the Wei sisters back to their homes, i met this guy on the train. He had one arm around his girlfriend, and was staring at Mrs Chongky.

Let's call this guy Mr Loser.

Mr Loser is a gutless short fat guy in his twenties. Mrs Chongky noticed that Mr Loser was staring at her and she told me. And yes, indeed he was staring whenever his girlfriend looks away.

Reason 1 why Mr Loser is a loser: he stares at people's girlfriend.

Reason 2 why Mr Loser is a loser: he didn't dare to stare back at Mr Chongky when Mr Chongky stares at him.

Reason 3 why Mr Loser is a loser: he is ugly.

Not that i have something against ugly people. Trust me, i don't. But if the person offended me i have a problem with his whole body. Wahaha...

Reason 4 why Mr Loser is a loser: he only dare to keep on looking but look away once i lock into his eyes. Lousy... no balls.

Alright, it's time to have hit the books. No point wasting time talking about lousy people. Just want to talk a little let the whole world know his existance.

And that i despise him.

Wahaha...

Mr Chongky
12:26 AM

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Read this... a letter that i have drafted to SBS:

I would like to point out my most unhappy bus journey I had on SBS Transit bus service 133, license plate SBS 272 H. I boarded the bus at the bus stop opposite Chijmes at around 9.50pm. After waiting for a good 15 minutes.

My friend was at the junction of Stamford road and Victoria Street and she started running towards the bus stop as soon as she saw the bus turning into Victoria Street. I was at the bus stop and decided to wait for her. When she reaches the bus stop, the bus captain had just closed the door and did not acknowledge of me walking towards the door, wanting to board the bus. In an attempt to make the bus captain aware of my presence, I knocked on the glass door and succeeded in getting the bus captain’s attention. There is no chance that I would prefer to wait for another 15 or 20 minutes without even trying to get onto this bus with my friend.

To my surprise, instead of opening the door for us, the bus captain stared at me with such immerse hatred that I thought I had caused him great pain just by merely tapping on the door. While he was locked in this staring battle with me, he proceeded to accelerate and move about 2 metres away from me before finally stopping. Even so, he did not open the door. I had to walk up to the door, and allowed him to continue to stare at me for a couple of seconds before he managed to open the door, with such skill that he need not even take his cold stare off me.

Heeding the government’s call for a gracious society, I thanked him, before tapping my Ezlink card on the card reader and moving to the back of the bus. And he was still staring at me. At this point you may be wondering if I had been mistaken, as the bus captain might only be looking at me. Sad to say, I am very sure that he is looking very hard into my eyes, without blinking his eyelids, from the moment he set his eyes on me till the time I walked to the back of the bus.

The bad experience did not end here. The whole jerky journey was filled with continuous rapid acceleration, and braking that caused the whole busload of people to jerk back and forth. To add on to the rollercoaster ride, I mean bus ride, the bus kept changing lanes and the horn was also put to good use, at least 15 times during my short 30 minutes on the bus, until Serangoon Ave 2. Yes you read it right, my usual 40 minutes ride became 30 minutes because of the kind effort of the bus captain to speed up at any opportunity he got and braking at the last instant, and of course, by the use of horn at any one second delay by any other road users to move off the second the traffic light turned green.

I don’t remember learning to honk at any chance I have while I was learning driving. And I don’t remember taking any bus ride that the bus captain has to honk 15 times in a short 30 minutes. Perhaps this staring bus captain can do better, if only there were more red lights and there were more cars stopping in front of him at the junction.

I don’t remember meeting staring bus captains on buses from the other bus company. I only remember meeting bus captains who greet me with cheerful greetings and smiles. I do not expect smiles or cheerful greetings, even though these make my day. However I do not expect bus captain to stare at me as if he is a gangster, especially when he is an employee with the leading bus service provider in Singapore.

Sadly, this incident has left me very disappointed with the service standard at SBS. I’m quite sure no bus captain at SBS is taught to stare at passengers, or speed and brake excessively, or kept on changing lanes, or use the honk at all other road users that get into his way. I believe such rude gestures and bizarre behavior are not to be tolerated, especially in the service industry.
READ: The other bus company is actually TIBS. Man seriously, i rather take the MRT. No driver to greet me, but at least the commuters on the train are a lot more civilised than the inconsiderate aunties on the bus.

Mr Chongky
11:17 PM

Thursday, December 29, 2005

Hey Xiaxue and Dawn Yeo can be famous through blogging. So why not Mr Chongky?

Wait a minute, Mr Chongky doesn't know photoshop, nor is he pretty.

Quoting his own words, "it's worth a try".

So with Mr Brown as his main inspiration, Mr Rockson as his fav talk cock blog, Mr Chongky embark on this magical journey this december holiday. Oohz, sounds like a tagline from somewhere.

21 years old Mr Chongky couldn't be bothered. Not that he can think very well now with merely 5 hrs of sleep, and an afternoon of dancing to look forward to. Did i just miss out his muscle ache from two consecutive of days of gym to make up for what he lost the whole of last semester?

What the heck. Chongky shall go and have breakfast now. Ciao!

Mr Chongky
7:14 PM