Positively My Last Blog

We Are Getting To Become Third World Or Maybe At Best, Two And A Half World?
It isn't my imagination either that Singapore is getting dirtier by the minute.

This is in no small part due to the fact that some of our foreign guest workers who seem to throng our parks, our pavillons, our sit-down benches at some of our public places are using them for their eating, drinking and resting havens.

The foreign and yes, sometimes our local cleaners as well, also do not seem to be doing their job as well as they should. Some are but I suspect most aren't. I have witnessed some of them goofing off.

This Is So Filthy Shitty
Our public buses are in a very bad state. I have witnessed roaches and litter and not to mention the really kick-ass state the back panels of the seats are in and the upholstery needs upholstering?

Plus many of our foreign and yes a few of our local workers love trudging along their mud-caked boots and their filthy overalls up on the buses and that explain how some of the mud gets splattered on the floor and seats and yes, they aren't cleaned up and remained there.

Talk about some basic courtesy to show to fellow commuters on a public bus. What about the kinda profit SMRT is making? Where is it going to? Shareholders' profits or into the kitty for maintaining and upgradng the fleet?

If You Live In Yishun. What Is The Fuck Use Of SBS Transit Transport Vouchers?
Which reminds me how the $100 public transport vouchers the transport authority handed out the last time. If you live in Yishun, SMRT becomes the major, in fact, the only bus operator here, other than two measly SBS Transit bus services.

And the vouchers cover only SBS Transit services and I spend on average $50 a month on transport alone.

Proof Of Goofing Off
There was this flyer some fucking shit deposited on Galen's main grilled gate once and it got flown off to the five-foot way. It remained there for weeks which just goes to show how our foreign cleaners are not doing their jobs.

Not Exactly A Place You Wanna Go Home To Is It?
I am also beginning to be pissed to be holed up at Rhemi's.

I have taken to cleaning out the cluttered shelf with shit ass hair brushes and gunk near the vanity basin and yes, this basin's drain pipe leaks.

Not only that, I have also cleaned up his box of flick switches because they were so filthy gunky.

While his master bedroom has a new and nice wardrobe and a water heater in his shower, moi is actually taking cold baths. And he is unemployed contrary to him having you believe that he was just recently robbed of his job.

And I know that fat gall is either his gf, his sister or a friend. And Rhemi can be a TREMENDOUS LIAR!

Anyway I have my way of hitting back. That you can be rest assured of.

Another Of Big Blather's Hare Brained Schemes? They Are Not Looking Out For Moi While I Should Really Be Looking Out For Them
At the void deck, I see this groupie who turns out to be the same one that hung out at the cyber cafe I visited once. A lanky Indian sissy shit is with this group of very young boys! And I have spotted that same young Indian dude who lied and tried to rent out his place to moi before.

For sure Rhemi is in cahoots with his Indian neighbor. I do notice how they burn their incense at about the time I come home and how the "daughter" is out when I am out too. The same goes for the "son". Yes he hangs his bird cage out there at the corridor.

There is a China woman who is looking after a young local boy just round the corner. Another of Rhemi's many strange neighbors. Not sure how she is related to his father. The Indian neighbor's "son" has told me how Rhemi had rented out his whole flat to a China study mama and his son before.

You Are Not David Copperfield Because I Know Your Tricks
I am not even sure if that "vacant" unit next to Rhemi's is really vacant. Perhaps Rhemi's
fat gall fren stays there because there is a scented satchet hanging on the window and Rhemi and she do appear very quickly whenever moi is home.

The unit is made to look like it is "vacant", with even a HDB letter of demand and a town council notice recently. Mind you, the Indian neighbor works at the town council or is it the branch office and these same people must be performing some tricks.

This I am fully aware of.

Again BIG BLABBER must be behind this of course. That explains how all those foreign workers just appear like that whenever moi is at some place. Even our local Indians and Malays.

Drop Dead
Just get this right, I don't really need people to look out for me. In fact these are the same people whom I should be really looking out for. The skunks who intrude, invade and make my living days uncomfortable.

Do me a greater favor by just dropping dead. And that include whoever you are!

You Get A Bashing In If You Pull Some Funny Tricks
And I WILL BASH YOUR FUCKING FACE IN. Whether you are gall or a wimp, a blimp or a bimb if you try some funny tricks.

Don't be a CHAO AH KUA or LAO AH GUA like the rest of them. Fight fairly, one on one. And show your fucking face if you CALL YOURSELF A MAN! OR A WOMAN!

Face me like in some elections and we fight fairly!

Get that FUCKING BASTARD!

Big Blather Knows You Inside Out And He Plays On Them, While Egging You On And Laughing Behind Your Back Because You Are Playing Into His Hands
You are a useless, fucking, short-term, made use of SHITLUMP for Big Blather's pleasure. He is laughing at you because he knows you are playing into his hands and once you are done, you are dumped like the rest of them are!

Or at least marginalised, a HAS BEEN.

My Last Blog
I won't be blogging anymore and THAT IS FINAL.