So I am back in Singapore, so what? It's not that you've been there,you are so god damn poor that you can't even afford the RM 32 bus fare. Anyway, my trip this time was another quest, but without King James the whatever number I put on my blog last time and The Noble Shakamonah of the Great Port DICKson shore.
My Mom wanted me to go to do this yearly medical check up I usually do in Singapore so she booked the flight to KL then off we go to Singapore....simple huh?
Anyway I'll just skip the boring part where I went to the hospital because me doctor is kinda old now and it's amazing how he still remember me. Well I however happened to help him a lot writing his research about some disease.
SKIP!
The Before "That Subject That Involves Numbers"
My Mom wanted me to go to do this yearly medical check up I usually do in Singapore so she booked the flight to KL then off we go to Singapore....simple huh?
The "That Subject That Involves Numbers"
Me and me Dad arrived fist at Malaysia, when he got into my room he saw my Chivas and Marlboro butts lying all over the place. Well he knows I smoke and must be really tired of advising me not to, so he decided to just say "Well look at that!!!! (you son of your mom!)" . The next day my Mom arrived and we bought the bus ticket to Singapore, this time nothing happened at the immigration check point. No smuggling Cigarettes or whatsoeverly or notwhat or issit whatnot?Anyway I'll just skip the boring part where I went to the hospital because me doctor is kinda old now and it's amazing how he still remember me. Well I however happened to help him a lot writing his research about some disease.
SKIP!
After The Gaffers and his Lady left, I spent some days with my bro. He lives in a very small room, prolly 3 times smaller than mine right now and hey it's Singapore! So anyway nothing interesting here beside he lives with a Japanese Brazilian and a Colombians who Tony Montana the political refugee from Cuba hates so much that he decided to let the Colombians to cut his friend's arm and now the leg huh?
And The Story Goes...
I left my bro rotten alone in his small room to stay in my best and very old friend's place. I had 4 more days to kill in Singapore and wondered what can I really do in this God forsaken Island? apparently there are a lot of thing to do, that is if you are not really up to shopping. Anyway my friend and I decided to go to Temasek Holdings. We decided to play with the stock market, so we was out there to check out the share at Temasek Holdings, see if things really hold and all that.
The famous Temasek Holdings
Well actually, playing with stock market was not that all boring. It involves two way communication and no singing at all. The night however, we went to Thai Dico....well so is the next two nights. It is located at somewhere at 7th floor.This club closes at 6 am and they don't really have good bands to entertain you, anyway when you are drunk even Panic at The Disco can sound really cool. Anyway smoking in the club is also banned in Singapore, it appears that as the country develop, so is the price of the cigarettes and that adds to the limitation of smoking.
Anyway, I also met my Medanese friend who is in training for SIA. Me and me friend took her to this cool bar where he made me really drunk and can't stop talking. Anyway he ordered me these cool drinks one called Wizard of Oz and the other one called I am Too Drunk To Even Remember Your Fucking Name. This Guy Gave me instruction on how to drink...Jesus Chryst, a fucking instruction on how to drink???
So first of all I am going to Burn this lemon tea, when it drops to that other lemon tea, I am going to turn it upside down after that there's gonna be smoke coming out, now I want you to inhale that smoke three times. After that you drink it, do it like this...put the cup near your mouth and tilt it up....wokeh