Here's some random crappy verse just off my head,



If I could speak out loud,

I would not, for I fear.

If I could whisper,

I would whisper in your ear,

"I love you, my dear."

Oh well, not my best yet, but it'll suffice. Anyway, i do realise i have a weird kind of habit, and that is whispering. And i tend to whisper not beside the big drain at esplanade, not in the library, but in front of the fastfood 'restaurant' counters.



Maybe i am cruel or something... oh wait, that's a fact, but then again, its beside the point. I am always amazed at how these staff actually manage to understand my order when all i do is whisper. You know how noisy these places could be, children crying, children laughing, children a running.



Muhahahaha, whispering certainly doesn't seem like what your usual loud mouthed, tumble around Bishan ah beng would do huh. Speaking of Bishan... Oh my poor Bishan, when was the day that they came and destroyed my poor Bishan? I even used to have a girlfriend there... Times change, people change and even the landscape changes.



They took my arcade, took my bossini, and squeezed the magic card trading scene into the sun and rain. They fill the place with shops selling... selling... i do not know what those shops sell, they simply exists! They made coffee bean smaller, refuse to build a sheltered walkway to olio dome and macdonalds still won't go away. Why must they treat my poor Bishan so. Woe woe bishan. *sigh*