砂漠のJeffire

Jeffirean Stories

Friday, September 23, 2005

Woo. It's Friday and Jeffire really had some good and bad moments today (uh, it's only mid-day though...)

Jeffire had a silly dream in the morning, not going into details as it's reminiscent of sibling rivalry and then interdepedence. After the end of the great chase-and-run, Jeffire felt it was time to wake up. It was 845am already, so he proceeded to wash up and gathered the stuff to go, yeah, swimming!

At the pool, Jeffire was again irritated by a swimming class of perhaps 20 kids. Ah. Nonetheless, he did his laps until the 24th, he decided to stop and try swimming freestyle. This is where the bad moments were. Jeffire was being stared by guys in the pool despite completing the lap successfully. Arghz. He ignored the stares and went on to repeat 5 breastroke-out--freestyle-in laps. This means five of the below:

Start ------------> Breaststroke -------------> Touch
End <------------ Freestyle <-------------- Go

So in total in 1.5hrs he did 34 laps, which was very tiring because of the 5 freestyle laps. But overall the feeling was great.

Until he was leaving the pool.

Some girls perched and chatting at a corner of the pool were making demeaning noises while Jeffire walked past them. It was so irritating.

Now, looking back, Jeffire seems to be quite childish...hmm..was he too sensitive?

On the train to work, there were 2 Malay kids (boy and girl) making a fool of themselves, playing wild and making noises to an otherwise peaceful ride. Nobody bothered to say something despite staring at the kids who were nonchalantly indulged in their own idiotic role-playing. The mother was powerless as she had to restrain an equally hyperactive little girl toddler. The 2 kids I presume were primary school students, fat and totally had no regards for the other commuters. Running in and out of the cabin, 'pole dancing', lying on the floor, and touching each other. My goodness. When the guy was lying on the floor just a step away from yours truly, he was thinking if he should kick him away. What irritated him was that the 2 kids were quite dumb to play on the train. What if the train suddenly braked and they fell? What if someone was so irritated by them and decided to give some ass-kicking? At one point, an elderly Malay lady got so irritated that she complained to the mother, yet the mother had nothing to say. The kids were also lectured by her, but to no effect.

Jeffire supposed these kids needed something to compensate for their day because judging from their alighting stop (Novena), they must have had to go to the hospital to visit somebody on a supposedly 'play-downstairs-day'. Jeffire understands the feeling... it means 'sianzzzzzzzzz'..man...how will kids like us (yeah, Jeffire's a kid too) understand nobody likes visiting the hospital...

Hmm...to be frank, actually, the great-o-Jeffire wanted to say "Stop rolling on the floor, you two fatsos!" It reminded of his brother who makes the house floor oily, by sweating and then lying on the floor 80% of the time to watch tv or to play games. (This shows how uncomfortable his home is!) Oh no. Jeffire's now making himself liable for a lawsuit on discrimination. Wait, an intention without any action nor preparation cannot make him liable.. If so, Jeffire wants to sue the girls at the swimming pool. (damn, that's saying he's just as fat...)

That leads to Jeffire's greatest desire as of now - to shift home as soon as possible. Of course shifting home is a difficult and ardous task. Yet the feeling of starting everything afresh means seizing control of how the home is managed. As you see, Jeffire wants to take control of more of the things at home, like, his own room decor, his own laundry(to curb sharing of clothes and to get a new wardrobe, which has already been planned long in advance), his sleeping needs (sharing room now means inconvenience to his brother, who is on long term MC at home while serving NS - what a great way to spend your NS!), weekly jogs to the beach, and a trillion other nitty gritty stuff, from fengshui to kitchenware to toilet inventory, Jeffire wants to take control of them so that the family can progress in terms of 'behaviour'. We cannot be living with third-world habits in a first-world country.

Look forward to opening the letter (everyday Jeffire prays for HDB's letter when he opens the letterbox) that says "You can collect your keys by xx-xx-200x". Maybe meanwhile he should consider renting some room to live elsewhere.

"HDB!! Faster la, gimme my new keys quick!!", Jeffire demands.

A typical Singaporean
Ah-Jeff-fire (damn, that's what so many people calls me)

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