Since Joy is always teased with her weight, I kiddingly suggested, “Eto na lang kay Joy oh! Mas malaki.”
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Since I was not able to use my Blackberry Service in Singapore (consequently by Twitter account), I’ve decided to collect my UNTWITTED TWEETS:
- #Singaporean Money is freakin’ transparent!
- Is that an escalator or a freakin’ roller coaster?
- I can now sit in front of the bus!
- At least ang pana n’yo dito, nababasa ng ulan!
Since it is rare for us to find a stranger who is kind enough to do our group shots, one of us has to do it.
Rommel volunteered to be the photographer in one of the Universal Studios Globe photo-op. Since 1 black and 3 reds doesn’t seem too good on photos, Reineer selfishly pushes me out of the photo. Here’s the evidence:
I’m not a pushover and I have to be on every photo possible. I’ve decided to be a brat and be stubborn “bombing” their photos. Here it is:
Joy picked some nice ref magnets outside a store. She approached a Chinese lady, who was arranging some products, and handed over her payment while pointing at her ref magnets.
The Chinese lady shook her head.
Joy insisted and kept shoving the money on the lady’s face.
The lady just shook her head.
Joy shove the money more and more.
The lady shook her head, then pointed to a Chinese man beside Joy.
The man shook his head while pointing to the lady as if saying, “No, don’t pay it to her.”
Joy then got what the man was saying and changed her payment direction: she tried to give the money to the Chinese man.
The man shook his head and pointed to the cashier.
Joy finally went to the cashier and paid the ref magnets.
I’ve witnessed all of this then told Joy, “Bakit mo naman binabayaran ‘yung magnet sa dalawang customer?”
“Customer ba ‘yun!?” she asked.
“Oo! Akala mo ba nag-aayos ng unan ‘yung babae? Namimili kaya s’ya ng bibilhin. Asawa n’ya yata ‘yung lalaki. Baka honeymoon nila!”
Joy laughed non-stop when she realized what she has done.
I’ve noticed that the toilet is beside the lottery betting shop. The line of Singaporeans betting was long.
I finished using the toilet first. While waiting for Joy, I lined up in the lottery betting line though I’m not going to bet. People followed behind me.
Joy, after using the toilet, approached and asked me, “Bakit ka nakapila?”
“Gusto ko lang magpasaya ng tao,” I answered.
“Di ba masaya ‘yung nakapila ka tapos ‘yung nasa unahan mo umalis?”
“Oo nga. Masaya nga ‘yun.”
“Orlee, Singapore t-shirt ko ha?” Bing asked me. I’ll be flying to Singapore on December.
“Ay! Ummm…” I have to think of some reason so that I could not pass not having to spend for an expensive t-shirt.
“Kahit ‘yung SINGAPORE IS A FINE CITY t-shirt.”
“Bawal na raw ‘yun… Kasi ano… Na-offend daw ang government ng Singapore. Pinagbawal na s’yang i-produce…” Yes! That’s a valid excuse.
“Shuhada!” she exclaimed, “Gagawa ka pa ng reason, eh alam mo namang pag-alis mo sa Singapore ako naman ang darating. Magpapalusot ka pa d’yan! Tinetesting lang kita.”