Saturday, September 16, 2006

Ohh KAY. I need to blab.

I'm so bored, I could die.

Saturdays are usually reserved for him. For us to go gallivanting. But today and a week from today, the I/M/F reserved him. Bummer~ (And before you start wondering if my fiance is one of the delegates.. I WISH...He's just guarding the main entrance of a hotel where the delegates are staying... altho' it's ironic that his name means "the guardian of the doors of heaven"..). We've actually planned to run off to JB, as usual, and check out some interesting spots before the fasting month. Unfortunately, all those plans haf to be shelved till after Raya.

Sigh~

And yes, what's so important with this I/M/F meeting that they had to kidnap the 2 men left in my life? It's weird enuf that my poor fiance was sent to the Jurong Division all the way from Yishun, it's even weirder that my bro was sent to the Jurong Division too, alllll the way from GEYLANG and even weirderestest, that both of them are deployed at the same hotel during this very important meeting, at the same time, on the same shift.

Sengaja ke??

Did the police force just found out that these 2 men are going to be in laws soon and decide to gif them 1st hand taste of hell by putting them together so dat they can irritate each other to death? Hmmm.. I sense some conspiracy going on.

And guess wat??

That hotel is just 2 blocks away from my office. Wan has been complaining abt the food served to these policemen being too pathetic or just plain inedible. Mebbe, mebbe THEY thot since i'm so near, I could feed these 2 men during lunchtime, and so they can cut cost.

"How 'bout dat, mam?"

NOT a chance. BUT I will walk past every now and then to check dat my 2 heroes haven't kill each other yet.

And talking abt these blue-uniformed-eksyen-garang-men, my mom told me 2 weeks ago dat my bro was sent down for I/M/F training at the old police academy for a riot execrcise. For once, I was so damn proud of my little bro, being a riot police, sounding aggressive and macho, ready to take on the protestors, for the sake of the country. (.. I can just imagine Urvi at this point getting turned ON saying, " yr bro's so hot la!" on repeat..) And he was describing to us how these big sized om putih policemen from the Brit demonstrated the whole exercise and then it was our badan-halus-mcm-semut policemen's turned to strike back at these om putihs who doubled up as riorters. It sounded really interesting and he was so piqued from the whole experience. Mom and I was on the constant look out for her darling son whenever the exercise was shown on the tv.


So proud we were.


Until we found out he was the RIOTER and not the riot police.


Way to go bro!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey there!Maybe the IMF organisers are out to test your love for these 2 men in your life! Cobaan...
All the best surviving the weekend yar!
Chaoz....

L said...

Hahaha.. mebbe, mebbe. Damn these organisers.. Haf a great weekend too!