Airport.
So right now I'm at the airport at 3:00AM, typing this heartfelt blogpost. Not sexactly heartfelt, but more of angst-filled.
I really wonder why they bother locking up all the sockets in the airport. It made me play treasure hunt throughout T3 and T2(ie wasted 40mins of my time walking around hunting for nothing).
It's like they(Changi Airport) have some form of obsession, a keesiaoness within them, to give everything that has a hole a chastity belt. I was hard put to find a socket to charge my sis' laptop(because I'm using it now, duh, who blogs using airport computers), and I was contemplating destroying those chastity belts with brute force, just because I can. Seriously. I saw 2 cases of such vandals in one sitting(ie tonight), and I didn't join in because I was shy and I didn't want to get into trouble over such a small and simple matter of charging of a laptop battery. I mean it's pointless not to mention stupid to get into trouble with airport authorities when you can just choose not to use the laptop and go like sleep or study or do something else that starts with S and ends with EX.
But really, the sheer perseverance in 'chastitising' all the sockets really shocked me. I was hoping that there'd be a lapse in the workers' ability to ensure that every hole is covered and none could be penetrated but as things turned out that was not to be the case. They really did a good job covering their asses, but this coverage did nothing to improve our airport ranking right?
I think that these ranking criteria should add in the 'accessibility of electricity' factor in. I was wandering about Raffles Place MRT station when I realized that I ran out of phone battery and I needed to contact my friends. So how? Fuck, I just took out my charger and my two-pin plug and charged outside the MRT station. Crowds walked by and I didn't give a shit about them because I'm cool and cool people don't give a shit about other lameshit walking around. If I were to rate MRT stations I'd say that Raffles Place MRT station is the best.
See the power accessibility has over people? If I can get my pussy here easily, I'd come here to get my pussy next time. Same works for power plugs. Common sense rules this world, and it isn't worth getting into trouble with the airport ranking authorities over silly little things like electricity bills of a minor population of chargers.
We'd see that all these chastity belts would be removed with almost-immediate effect. Oh, the multitude of orgasms this act would grant upon us should this 'factor' be pushed through successfully into the ranking authorities.
Oh by the way I'm here just to send a teacher off. She's going back to California(she's angmoh), and she flies at 5am. =\
Here ends the fun.
Oh wait she should be the highlight of the post instead of my inability to find a socket.
So here's to her: Cheers for being a great teacher. Although she was quite slack, she managed to make us do our work because we'd feel guilty not doing our work. This being my first year taking Lit, she made the subject fun for me too. And although I can't really score well(ie am doing badly) for it now, I'd improve.
Life is interesting in the amount of welcomes and farewells it puts into you and your inconsequential existence.
Oh on a completely different note(this has nothing to do with airports and electricity and laptops), I was approached by a gay in a toilet. He asked me to suck his cock. I couldn't really reply because I didn't know how to reply him when he was in mid-stream and when I was prepared to shoot my load and relieve myself.
No I'm fucking serious about this incident in case you were wondering if I were lying. I'm not, it's just that I'm not sextremely traumatized by it(if I were I probably won't be talking about it at all). Let me carry on.
So he whipped out his whip and started to pee, and this conversation ensued:
Him: You do this before?
Me: No.
Him: So this be your first time?
Me: ....no.
Him: Look, I'm getting hard..(;
Me: No actually I'm down.
Him: Really..?
After which he made his attempt to grab at my sizeable bulge(sizeable despite being down. Imagine it in full glory). It's be scary. I scare myself at times =\
So anyway, I managed to preserve my dicknity by moving away fast enough so that his hands were only able to graze my pants which covered the sizeable bulge aforementioned.
It was an interesting experience, because...it just is. I don't get nearly raped everyday.
So after his attempt to grab my dick I just walked out. I wanted to pee but I didn't have the mood to after that.
Then again, being able to talk about such a disturbing encounter is quite disturbing in its own right, no?
Life is interesting in the amount of random shit it puts you through.
-- 9/10/2009 03:00:00 AM
