You know, I have a thousand and one things to complain about this punysnortofanisland.

Like how the dreadful weather has made my hair dry AGAIN. Like how you can light it up and set it on fire. Like how the bloody sky looks so polluted because it isn't a nice shade of blue with big white puffy clouds. Like how the drivers here are so rude and reckless-up yours too, thank you. Like how the humidity and heat wave almost killed me. Like how the trashy "How To Make Your Trip In Singapore An Enjoyable One' clip on Qantas made me even more sick than I already was. Just imagine retarded lady by the name of Wee Tee, speaking with a phony ultra cmi accent coupled with enthusiasm that just makes my hair stand.
For fucks sake.. if the STB was the one who gave her the position of playing host to hot ang moh lady, they are definitely giving a very bad name to Singapore.
I couldn't help but tsk-tsk loudly in my seat.

But you know what? I shouldn't. Because people like Lyn and Ulynn are so gonna slap me.

And one last note, what's the hype about flying alone and sitting alone in the aircraft? Do I look like I need to be accompanied by someone 24/7? Fyi, I love to do things alone, especially shopping. And I dare say I do pretty much everything myself, except for eating and maybe packing up my room.