Geylang aka HellHole
The Family Dragged me down to Geylang on Saturday to do abit of Shopping for de festive season.
Drag is the Operative word here.
Dad had to literally drag me out of bed By My Pigtail!
I would never want to go there Unless necessary.
I would rather stay at home and read some Enid blyton Book from the shelve!
and yesh..as expected..
I was pushed,squashed,strangled,kicked,tortured and tormented by the Minahs,Mat,Makciks,Pakciks,Banglas and what so have u in the bazaar.
I was nearly choked to death by the sounds of "Rileks sua!" and "Sial la!" everywhere.
Halfway while pushing my way thru the crowd...
i had this weird Vision of Geylang Being Hell.
The same weird vision i got when i saw Zion in the Matrix Reloaded.
sheesh.i going nuts.
and i didnt even get anything at the end of the day cept for a freaking Hindi VCD...
Blame it on that damn nyonya .
I so wanted that damn Bag.but i didnt like her face.
so i didnt get that damn bag i wanted so much at the end of the day because i didnt like the face of that Blasted nyonya.
dang dang dang.
oh well...to hell wif her.
I can get that same bag anywhere else!
I hope.
*bleah*