Back for the week in SG. The change was rather welcoming.
As usual, I packed my days here having breakfast, brunch, lunch, tea, coffee, dinner, drinks, supper, mahjong, bomberman-ing, crabbing with friends/family, and the time in between appointments would be spent with Tabby (eq writing this now) and studying (or at least the attempt to).
Some of the quirks I kinda missed-but-not-really of SG life during this trip back:
Lingo
- mandarin structured english
- manglish / engdarin / malanglish
- missing words from the sentence structure
- ever changing tone (as opposed to cresendo/decresendo)
Road culture
- perpetually speeding/over-taking cars
- que jumpers
- over modified korean/japanese cars
- white headlights
- paid parking
- rear windscreen cluttered with soft toys
- the "my life revolves around my car" lifestyle
- the never ending discussion on ERP
Dining
- the "get lost and gimme your table" stare
- the "dowan leh, you wait long long for my table" stare into oblivion
- al-fry-sco dining
It's still home.
And what's wrong with shaking hands? Hais...
And I'm back to the crawing board in 48hrs. See you in December.
