Archive for May, 2007

A Week About Packing and Pronouncing “Ach Tung”

Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007

Packing sux… and it begins that way, stays that way and ends that way. Especially when you need to pack for a place then is half-way across the globe from home. Weather considerations, Temperature considerations, and worse, Currency considerations.

And when the people dun speak the language you do, then you have to adapt to theirs. For example, Ach is pronounced wif the ch sounding like there’s some spit in your throat or something. That just plain sux, I can’t have spit in my throat half the time when I talk, heck, I dun even know if I have enuff spit to last me a week.

Some people say, ignore the spit and make a guttural sound. Like a toad? Not pretty… But hey, things aren’t all bad as it seems, in the worst case, we can simply use English, with a slight guttural accent at that… I’ll bet that their English is better than my German, but yeah… As long as they don’t point me elsewhere when I ask for the loo, we have reached mutual understanding :-)

Sleeping naked with another guy 0__0

Tuesday, May 8th, 2007

No, people… I’m not GAY !!!! But the weather is so blardy hot that I have to sleep at least half naked :) (Naughty Naughty…) And things ain’t any better when you are sharing your room with another guy (PRC mind you) who sleeps with nothing but his underwear, or at least that’s what I think he’s wearing under those blankets…

But heck, the room is stuffy, the guy is naked (his underwear has the colour of human flesh, no kidding), I’m half nude, and the fan is turning at the highest speed, you may ask so what?

Well this may all seem normal, but what if I add in that we were talking about the complicated philosophies of life in a stuffy room, both almost naked, and the fan turning at the highest speed…

Not good enuff? Well, what if we were crunching chips and it was slightly after midnite, 2 guys sitting on the bed, almost naked, talking about philosophies of life, with the fan adjusted to the highest speed…

And if I told you that we sat there for like 1 hour, doing nothing but talking and laughing like some asylum escapees, then the topic changed to whether prostitution is morally justifiable and so on… And the topic went on to Geylang prostitutes charging $40 for 35 mins…

Enter the twilight zone people… 0__0