my dear 151

dear 151


i bet you know why i wrote to you. We have been friends for so many years, ever since i shifted out of bukit panjang. However, that doesn't give you the reason to play tricks on me right? why is that everytime i walk to the bus stop, you made sure you reach it faster than i do? and you just happily continue your journey, right in front of me.


yesterday, you made it even worse. you knew i had to rush home from tuition place and yet you made me wait at the busstop for 45 minutes?! do you know i badly wanted to PEE that time? the 45 minutes could have gotten me home earlier! after i sms g and called mummy and you heard that she wants me to take the next bus to the nearest toilet, you fought the other buses to become the very NEXT BUS..interesting huh? obviously, i joined the few other sardines on you and it made it so difficult for me to alight at somewhere with a toilet so i decided to bear with it.


Oh, did you realise an unusual number of people asked your bus uncle for directions and that he sounded unusually friendly and unusually blur? when he picked up his call, i thought there was some flood again somewhere and you had to change your route! at that instance, i pity my bladder who is going to suffer some internal injuries any time soon. well it turn out that your wu long bus uncle did not punch card when he brought you out of kr terminal (i assume that since the person on the other side ask him where is the bus!)


well, then i found a seat which i need desperately to pacify you-know-what. Another uncle came to sit beside me, too near a distance since he is a bit bigger than average. you know he had this handphone with a screen that is bigger than average too. i wonder if it is designed such a way in order for 3 people to look at it simultaneously because i can see what he sms...His friend won consolation prize and the friend is treating him to lunch tomorrow >.< alright, i know i should not do this especially when his phone's wallpaper is some governmental office's logo but his phone is really that big!!


oops, i forgot i am supposed to complain about you. anyway, that about all. at least you sent me home, still with the bursting bladder though, i had to call and ask mama to open the door before i reach, that's how serious it is! so i hope you stop all these games already alright! we are so old already, time to be more mature! don't you dare to os writing to a bus is immature!


friends forever,
peiyee =)


p.s. to my pee factory, i am so sorry i made you go through all these ever since p1's speech & drama class and the time i drank mama's whole pot of barley during kindergarden..