little boy

mmm. ppl asking me why i didn't go church today, ill explain heree. Last night i was feeling pretty damn sick. like runny nose and then my head was just dizzy. i slept at 8pm after taking some runnynose tablet. Smsed ivin to tell him i was sleeping in (i was supposed to play drums)

woke up at 10am!!

wahahha. 14 hours of sleep! naturally felt weird after that, like more lethargic than usual (try sleeping for a long stretch, you'll feel the same) So decided to skip church since it was rather late. but i asked dan if they were doing anything later to ask me. and they did!

we played mahjong, me daniel dom and szewei.

Ok at his house we always play mj at this usual spot, and so we naturally form .. stereotypes with the seats. like certain seats bring more luck, some less luck. WHICH IS TRUE OK. i'm serious.

Like there's this seat which darryl sat and he lost like crazy. then since then that seat has been cursed as 'the darryl seat'. anyone who sits there will lose. serious. Like the prev time dan sat there then he was the biggest loser. Then cheryl sat there ok fine she won quite abit, but she had damn bad luck the first few rounds.

Then today dom sat there, he naturally was the biggest loser since it was the lousy seat.

Then of course there's the 'lucky seat'. last time pewi sat then he biggest winner.then dan sat there and biggest winner. and today i sat there!

i think i won the most number of times. but mainly 2-3 dai wins. But daniel/szewei won several big wins, 5-6 dai (we played no maximum) , so i wasn't really winning as the last round approached.

(in mj, one 5-6 dai win is much more than three to four 2-3 dai wins.)

And the funny thing about today was there were at least 5-6 attempts at shi shan yao, which is quite rare. (usually 1-2 per game) mainly by me and szewei ha.

AND AND. so i wasnt winning much, no big win at all. Then came the last and final round of the entire game. so .. it's win big now or never. and i won!!! it was super big somemore! was a full colour (BALLS) (i usually half/full colour bamboo for some weird reason) and i had 2 dai from my flowers. so 6 dai. AND ZHI MO!! $6.40 everybody KTNXBAI.

wahahha. so i was the richest just because of that big win.

after that me benc dan szewei went to eat at crazy angmoh @ bishan. i dont see what's the big fuss, i ordered fish and chips and they tasted pretty darn normal. i prefer Botak jones, the cajun fries =D

Wow ok i digressed so much from what i wanted to blog about initially (refer to title)

ok on my way to dan's house, i went to kovan market to eat lunch. so i was queuing up at the stall when this small boy suddenly came up to me. he was like.. 6? 7 years old?

He's SUPER CUTE!! he's like the kinda kid i'll play with if i helped out at some kids camp.

And come to think of it, he looked kinda familiar. maybe i saw him at some kids camp before.

Anyway, he asked me: 'can you help me call my father?'

?? ok look of confusion from me. he was like at my waist so i had to bend over to hear him.

'my father say he go wash hand, but he go very long already -- ' his voice trails off here, giving the super pitiful awwyoupoorthing kinda feeling.

so being the friendly approachable korkor i am ( HA. :p ) i sat down on a chair so that i was around his height (i squatted down at first but was damn weird cos i was in the middle of nowhere so i went to the chair) and tried asking him for more details.

Then he said he knew his dad's number. so ok, i asked him for it as i fished out my handphone. being naturally cautious (with my mom reminding me of swindlers everyday), i held on to my phone and asked him for the number.

But he never even made any attempt to take the phone la, cos he was busy trying to remember his dad's number. SUPER CUTE OK. he was like looking up with his brow furrowed trying to remember. i had the urge to take a photo of him or sth.

then he started on the number:

'Nine.....'

i press the number encouragingly on my handphone.

and he has his cute-staring-into-space-trying-very-hard-to-recall expression. i was almost laughing but i just smiled. yknow , to look encouraging.

then he says 'my father got 3 numbers leh'

!! his father some bigshot towkay or something why got 3 numbers.

so i tried to get him to choose one. so he picked the hp number apparently.

'nine.. eight.. two.. four.. '

-funny expression-

'seven .. ' (and he says the rest of the numbers. i dont put here so dont reveal the number la)

But when i called it his father's phone was off! aiyo. so i thought for awhile, then ask him for his house number.

however, he couldnt remember it. (he's so small! he can remember hp number quite impressive already)

was quite funny when i asked him about his house phone:

"Can you remember your house phone number?"

'what?'

"Your home telephone number, can remember?"

-look of confusion-

(i'm telling you he's an adorable little kid. like the kinda very shy type.)

"Your house got telephone right, you know the number?"

'OH YES!' he exclaims. I sit up and brandish my HP, preparing to dial.

"So what's the number?"

'oh, i dunno ' =( (sad face)

LOL

this point was damn funny la! he was answering my first question, that he had a phone at home. so he exclaimed in like.. sudden enlightenment. Then when i asked for the number, it's like it dawned on him he got the 'wrong answer', so his face drooped and he looked sad.

it's so hard to describe! but it's very comical. =D

So i asked him more stuff, like where he lived, if he lived nearby, where exactly did his dad go, of which he couldnt give me a precise answer. Found out he lived in tampines (which is pretty far away ) so i couldnt bring him home. And i had no idea if his dad went into heartlandmall (if he did can ask the counter guy to make announcement)

So after asking for his house number, i asked for his mother's hp number. and he claimed he could remember it. ok so i waited to dial.

'nine.. eight.. two.. four.. '

At this point i realised the first 4 numbers were the same as his father's number, so i thought it was one of those buy the plan together then the numbers differ by one kind.

But then he goes 'six...' and trails off from there. then when he starts again he again goes 'nine eight two four.. then this time he says two'

So i was getting worried that he was just recalling his father's number instead and got it mixed up.

At this point, his father returned and the little boy ran over and held on to his father's hand.

'where you go' whines the little boy.

"i told you i go wash hand ma" says the stupid dad.

and the little boy mumbles something but you can see that he was just happy his dad was back.

And the dad never even thank me or anything! he didnt even LOOK at me. he must have thought i was some kidnapper trying to kidnap his precious son. helllo mister, i just helped look after your small little 6 year old boy when you irresponsibly left him alone for so long in such an unsafe place (kovan market, relatively crowded. would probably have been very easy to kidnap him)

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ahh ok that ends my lost-little-boy drama. i always had daydreams like this, just that in my daydreams it would be some pretty sister that leaves the boy somewhere then i return the boy and i go out with the sister and we live happily ever after. HA.

okok. time to go watch more Psych. cya.