dementia praecox

I woke, groggily as the bus came to a stop. Some-where in my mind, it registers as a sign for me to finally go to the toilet. My companions and I slowly made our way down the bus, waiting for the passengers in front. There was no rush, after all, we were not in Singapore anymore.

I wonder why there's always such scurry back there, maybe the pace in Singapore is too hectic. I yearn for the calm, peaceful slow-down, the reason for my trip. I was getting a little too tired of work life and I kind of figured that I need a rest. And that is when I feel a nudge at my back. The man practically glared at me. I sighed, "So much for spacing out."

By now, my companions are already at the provision shop located conviniently near the food court's automated sliding door. I strolled in, even though my brain is reminding me of the bus driver's speech as we alight the bus. "Twenty minutes!" He said with a roll of his tongue. He sounded so very Indian even though he is Malay. Anyway, as I step into the shop, I could distinctly hear R complaining excitedly (believe me, only she could make it sound exciting) about the hygiene of the crackers packed in oily, transparent plastic bags. I start to shop around, looking at the 'little chicken biscuits' and 'egg floss biscuits' that my mother loves so much. I was still deciding if I should buy the biscuits and bring it back to Singapore or should I wait until the trip back home. Just then, my brother, N showed me my favorite 'coffee peanuts'. "That settles it!" I thought, "I'm gonna wait till the return trip..." I know myself very well, if I buy it now, by the time I get back, all will be nothing.

G, was asking around to see if we want to buy anything. Her father gave her a whole bag full of coins and she was hoping we could finish it there. Its really heavy. We bought drinks, actually a 1.5l big bottle of mineral water. And R, after happily nagging me about the different 'pocky' dips available in the shop, settles for a box of chocolate pocky. She also bought some sweets. Well, I should say G paid for all of us and the plastic bag containing the coins is now three quarter's its original weight. And the shop-keeper is smiling at us for giving him so much coins. I pity the next person paying up without exact change.

We board the bus as the bus driver roll his eyes at us. I know we are definately late when I saw all the other passengers already seated. We sit down, had some sweets and let the drone of the traffic lull us to sleep. And thats when I remember, I havent go to the toilet...

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