Pole position on the MRT

Dear all,

Have you by any chance taken the MRT (as we all call it by that in Singapore anyway) lately? I do. In fact, I take public transport to work 5 times a week.

This is one area that I don't indulge in. I understand that some of you who read this posting might & jolly well get angry/offended but unless you do take the MRT in Singapore, you won't know what I mean.

Upon getting into a carriage, you would find yourself either seating (if you are lucky) or stand (if you're unlucky and/or if your next stop is just one MRT station away).

The train is designed such that there are seats against the windows on either side, with metals poles at staggered positions along the middle of the carriage, presumbly for people to put their hands for steadying themselves & not fall down. Simple but effective use of the pole.

• What I cannot stand is how some people, selfish ones, seem to think that the pole is for their use only
• They will lean on the pole, thereby effectively cutting off others from using the pole to "grab onto for steadying purpose" ... Their mentality seems to be "huh!! I got to the pole first!! Go somewhere else to grab ..."

I wrote this out of frustration, after seeing this yet again on the MRT. Seeing this once too often sure can make you boil ... except that the only thing boiled I like right now is a cooked boiled lobster.

On the Wedding Eve night/ Wedding morning ...

I've no idea on whether this is actually a good thing or not but do bear with me please (don't think it is a repeatition).

You see, it is like this:

For a long time now, as far as I can remember, I've always been a very very light sleeper ... except when on holidays, when I "sleep like a pig".

Some months back (YEAH ... I know that this is waaaaaaaaaaaay overdue), I told you all that it was X's wedding & I had a small part in it. Not only that, I stayed over at her place, the reason being X stayed in one part of Singapore & I stayed on the polar opposite (the other side of Singapore).

I remembered that on the eve of X's wedding, I was working. Immediately after work, I rushed home to get ready for a sleepover at X's home. When I reached her place, I was baffled by the many entrances & so, I did the typical response ... which was to telephone her & say,"Eh, hello, good evening. Your place ah, how to get there ah? I'm here already, hor."

At that time, it was in the evening, about 10pm or so. X came down to get me to her home. I was so surprised to find that her family so calm & cool about THE WEDDING. X told me that it is not the first wedding that her family held, so they already have the experience on what to expect & besides, they have done all the preparations needed.

Yakking on about all until a little past midnight when I finally dozed off to Dreamland. The bride K.O. first, then me.

On her wedding morning, X woke at 5.30am ... and me? At the first chimes of the alarm clock, I was already awake but stayed lazing in it for a bit before dragging myself out of bed. As always, initially whenver I wake up, I'm not a very communicative person. It takes a while before the snooze effect wears off, by which I'll be full of energy.

To cut a long yarn short, see the following timeline for my energy level. I wonder IF & WHEN I do get married, will the energy level still be the same?

Wedding Eve
7.30am - wake up to go work (groggily)
6+pm - knock off work
10pm - reach X's home
12+ midnight - sleep time

Wedding Morning/Day
5.30am - wake up (20% awake)
6am - X's stylist arrives (100% awake, 100% energetic)
slightly after 7am - styling of X into a very beautiful brides completes (even more energy now)
7.40+am or so - Y, who is the husband of X, arrives for the "fetching the bride" (energetic peak; see my earlier posts)
9am - reach Y's home for the tea ceremony on guy's side (still as energetic)
11am (i think) - reach the couple's new matrimonial home, for X to change costume (energetic)
12+pm - tea ceremony on girl's side at X's home starts
1pm - go back my own home to rest

One would have thought that have woken up at 5.30am, I am tired enough to nap but oh no NO no ... still as hyper-energetic as ever.

• The energy level finally wore off the next morning ... at about 2am
• I've done my maths & calculated that in a day, there are 24 hours
• Since the next morning "awake" time is 5.30am & "now" was 2.30am, I've been awake for (24 - 3) = 21 hours!!!!!

21 hours awake!! That's not too bad, considering that I've had an enriching experience, in actually going through an actual Chinese-style wedding, as one of the "sisters".

It's like this, ya all know that

I'm going through a horrible, miserable, terrible mood swing right now. Yeah, that's right. I'm feeling the blues & it is not just your usual "Monday Blues".

Perhaps I should go pay a visit to my GP, or I should go partake in "Happy Hour". Throw a diva-sized tantrum, with flying saucers & plates all around ... that would cost me a lot of moolah.

Or I should just mediate. That, in my view, is like putting a nut in front of a squirrel & asking it not to gobble it up.

Go figure. This is one of my shortest blog entries ever, I should know.