i wouldn't think of catching Mr Bean's Holiday,
'cus it's obviously gonna be silly.
but since Linda had free tickets,
might as well.
perhaps i judged it all too soon 'cus it's rather entertaining,
especially parts like Bean saying 'Gracias' instead of 'Merci'.
some say the first Mr Bean show's better,
but i say both are good comedies.
though i'm not quite of a huge fan of him myself,
i do feel the glum, when Rowan Atkinson announced that this movie would be the last story of the character, Mr. Bean
anyway,
i guess i must be rather down on luck lately,
'cus i've been sitting beside people who give out foul smell.
just last week, i flagged a bus which took me to central.
but just as i board the bus,
there was a smell so thick and sour i could faint from a case of acute suffocation.
i paced to the end of the bus, thinkin' the engine should be a better smell to inhale.
lil' did i know the senior citizen beside me had her shoes off and the smell was strong enough to kill any living thing who hadn't stuck their noses with tissue paper in time.
i kid you not.
that's the thing with public transport.
and ugh, but i guess it wouldn't be very nice of me if i told her she stank.
especially when she was mumbling to herself already.
so natural reaction made me give up that awful seat.
and these foul occurences happen too many times,
i think i'm so sick of it i feel i could get a disease from them.
sheesh.
yesterday was no better.
after the Bean show and dinner,
i got up my bus to head home.
for twenty whole minutes i pasted my face on the bus window.
the man beside me had this exact sour smell and if i could ever see air particles,
i could imagine all the greenish yellow air particles moving towards me.
the entire area was so unventilated,
i looked up and glad my eyes met my saviour.
the
air-con.
i faced one of 'em towards my head,
so i'd inhale the cold air instead of the airless surrounding.
and the other towards the man,
blowing the stinking mess away from me.
i know some people can't help but smell that way,
but i think some can't be bothered to put deodorants or even bathe.
ugh.
besides, you could get doctors to cure whatever funny smells you've got.
seriously, i know one can't smell one's own breath,
even though there's one disgusting technique.
but can people smell if they've got body odour themselves?
i guess not?
anyway,
the trip home wasn't too costly literally,
but i paid a high price for that putrid inhalation.
then i got a phone call from yun, and we went for a swim at Safra.
i got back home and turned in rather early.
so early this afternoon i met up with Linda and Bethes for japanese food.
. 
it's an ultra clear and sunny day today!
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