SUAY is when you are just a road width distance from the bustop when the bus comes. Bus unloads peak hour crowd and another peak hour crowd board and bus door closes then departed, and you're still across the road because there is a sudden flux of bloody oncoming cars. This is first degree suay.

Second degree suay is when you saw the bus coming from afar and start chionging the whole stretch of covered pathway with alot of barang barang all over you looking like a lunatic and reached the road width distance from the bustop but still couldnt catch the bus, because there is a sudden flux of bloody oncoming cars. Deja vu or whats.

Third degree suay is when you stand at the bustop(finally)for bloody long and suddenly realizing you dont have your ezlink card or other things you need for school/training and have to rush back home to take it. And the moment you reach the road width distance from the bustop, the bloody bus came.

This summarizes my great encounters with buses and accounts for why am I always late.

Second degree suay totally repeated itself on me just now. I hate missing buses, especially when you're that close and you had run miles for it. Damn it.


I need to get my ipod something to wear. Until I reached the period of bed-are-also-meant-for-handphone-or-ipod-to-bounce-on.

Rowing today. Did a four 1 min sets, 2km rowing, some power strokes, three 100m and lastly 1km before going ashore to do weighted arm rotation. The 1 and 2 km rowing killed me. Have been doing mostly short distance sprints.

I love muttons' musical tuedays.