A day at the lion city...

When i first step my feet at the woodland immigration center..I have a little argument with the officer...not really an argument...it just me trying to correct her pronunciation cost me to be treated like a drug mule...I'm not really familiar with Singlish though I'm a big fan of Phua Chu Kang...doesn't mean I can understand every word he says...the story goes like this...when i gave her my passport with the Information form i need to fill before entering Singapore...then she said "write down you vekel number please." dumbfounded..and thinking though I am English literate.there might be some word i just didn't know..humbly..I ask her to repeat her instruction...annoyed...she says the exact same sentence once again...and I still not get it...then she probably lost her patience and she might be thinking that I have bad command in English...she pointing harshly to some column i left blank in the form...and I'm amazed at how the fuck she can be an immigration officer...saying as loud as I can... I said while emphasizing the sounds produced by the word "owh....VE-HI-CLE..."..and seeing my face gives away how amused I am at correcting her pronunciation so with her "i'm constipating" face ..she starts being a bitch and asking me to fill the column...so i told her that I took the bus to come here..then she said....so write the bus number...dafuq....my fault for being so ignorant about the importance of having to remember my bus number....i look at the bus ticket that I hold and ask her nicely..."So..which one is the bus number then?"...She sigh as if I'm really stupid...and said...just write CW1 bla bla...fuck you...you can just tell me earlier without having me to make a fool of myself by scanning trough the ticket...and with a smug on her face...she asks "first time here?" I reply..."yup"...then show me your IC...."what now you need my ic?"...she is being a total bitch...I can't stand it anymore..so I say while looking through my purse for the IC..."So where the fuck is my IC now...biatch biatch biatch" hohoho..she sure doesn't understand what biatch is....after looking at my IC with barely one eye...she said.."ok,you may go"...thinking that this is the normal procedure and I'm just overreacted...then I saw all my friends has finished with the procedure even faster and they ask me what's wrong...I told them what happened...and they said...we left the column blank and nothing happened...and they didn't even want to see our IC....OMG I knew it...she just want to get even with me for correcting her...then we use the GPS to find the ZAM ZAM restaurant...we manage to find the place although the Guna Pun Sesat that i bring doesn't help much...it's quite cloudy..so it's kinda hard to get the satellite signal. Reaching there, I'm looking forward to eat the murtabak singapore...the restaurant is quite crowded with people...and we are really hungry due to the walk...waited for more than half an hour...i still didn't get my Milo Dinasour....whereas the other couple beside us who came later than us...got all their drinks before us....nearly one hour..no sign of my drinks..and not even the single hint of the food we ordered will arrive soon..and I realize...I'm not gonna waste my time waiting when I can utilize the time wasted to explore the city...so we canceled the order and get out of there only to realize...there is another branch which is less crowded than the previous....at the same side of the road...but being irrationally hungry and i don't want to fall for the same trick twice...i choose to eat at another restaurant...a bit expensive but the service is way better.....after eating and doing sight seeing we took the MRT to Marina bay...quite a nice hangout spot for yuppies...the journey with the MRT is quite nice...it works efficiently and we get to have our one dollar back...for every ticket we purchased, there will be a one dollar deposit...n you can have the deposit back after you return the ticket....seriously i did return the ticket not so much because I want my 1 dollar back..but because it amuses me.....Marina bay sand is a big area designed for the rich to spend..i do think it is even bigger than Pavillion..correct me if I'm wrong..coz the last time I check..I'm not one of the elites who shop there...so i have less knowledge about exclusive shopping places..but it's not a crime to window shop..and window shopping is enough to make me feel better....After spending some time there, we moved to Orchard Road....or so called the lion city Sg Wang....after some shopping...we go back to Arab street to fill our tummy with the so called best murtabak in Singapore...at the other branch...and it is not disappointing...it tasted quite good and affordable..8 dollar for the large sized murtabak to be eaten by four....so the journey is completed...n i feel satisfied....

Things i learnt from this visit.....most of the time the public transport such as MRT and bus users have their focus on the their I-phone and their I-pad....it shatters my perception about Singaporean being the south east asia japanese....most of them watch video with those...few or none i see reading something..or they might be reading e-book...but must have overlooked it...it makes me thing about generation Y...the generation who's at the receiving end.....when life outside the door doesn't mean much than life inside the tiny boxes...the tiny boxes provide more exposure and information more than a real life could give...and I start to feel overwhelmingly claustrophobic...my friends said that a trip to Singapore reminds them of the movie "In time" where everyone is in a hurry...even the Singaporean drivers drive like they can't hold their pee anymore.screw the speed limit...screw the no left turn sign,.no wonder when they cross the border all hell broke lose...I can bet those who dare to jaywalk will find themselves in the hospital bed sooner than they expected....i see some citizen break the rules although there is possibility of being fined...i see some litters hidden beneath some crook and corner...after all...they just human...they are not a robot designed to function properly as the government wants them to be.....overall...it's a good experience...many things learnt...many things discovered...it is indeed a good journey...