tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post MOTORCYCLE tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree [no tree] lamp post tree tree tree lamp post SIGN BOARD tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree [no tree] lamp post SIGN BOARD bougainvillea bougainvillea bougainvillea l-l-l-liiiiiiiine LONGKANG fern fern fern fern fern fern fern tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-line SIGN BOARD. tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post tree tree tree lamp post BUS STOP.

this was the game that nadya and i played on the 190 home. we were both tired, zonked and thoroughly pissed at the very unfulfilling Expedition To Town. hours spent there only brought us to the conclusion that we were not:
rich
pretty
thin
tall
with-a-cute-boy
rich
carefree
gorgeous
tall
thin
rich
enough. as you can see, it really was a vicious cycle; sometimes i don't even know why put myself through such torment. it is a very effective way of forgetting om all things true deep depthful ommm and meaningful.

anyway, i digress.

the two of us were sitting on the steps of the bus when it had reached the highway and we started counting motorcyles that passed us by and it was thoroughly upset when there were no more 2-wheeled vehocles for me to count. then nadya started mis-labelling the road plants as hibiscus and i pontificatingly corrected her. 'they are bougainvilleas, my dear nadalala', said I. she nodded with utter serious-ity and we started chanting the above.

today, we learnt that being singapore, roadside greenery is very well planned. we have no less and no more than THREE trees in between ONE working lamp post. however, there is an exception when there happens to be a SIGN POST before the lamp post, in which we will then only have TWO trees. also, sometimes, the bougainvilleas are nothing but scraggly leaves on twigs so all you see is the longkang. and behind that, the supposed 'wild' foliage consists generally of ferns, a few vines and heart-shaped leaves.

we have also discovered that we can appoximately gauge the speed of the moving bus by taking note of the increasing or decreasing speed of our chant. when the trees, lamp posts, occasional signposts and whee construction work provided diversity[!] moved faster/slower, we had to change the speed of our chant to keep up and hence and therefore, we can safely conclude that the bus driver had in fact, changed the pressure of his foot against the accelerator pedal. we however, were not able to determine the CAUSE of this change because well, we were not able to see from our positions. if we were to actually move in front of the bus to gather said data, we would have lost our favourable positions and therefore, wrecking the entire experiment.

and my mother says i did nothing educational today. pbbt!

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on another note, i have found my soulmate today in a gorgeous tan blazer-ish jacket that i've been searching for eons from um, zara. i will like to appeal to the masses to help me unite with this beautiful creature; please, donate with utmost generosity.