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11:40 PM Thursday, May 17, 2007

I fall asleep on my way back from baby's house, in bus 168. Soon, when the bus passby Singapore Sports School, i woke up automatically. Slightly open my eyes and wanna stretch out my hands to press the bell, i smell something burning. First thought*, someone smoking or burning rubber band. But no, burning of engines smell...


To my horror, the upper deck was covered with smoked but no one cares, some were asleep thou. Then i got down, the bus stop in the middle of the road beside RoseWood. He shouted loudly to everyone, "zhao zhao zhao" haha, and of cos i rushed out holding onto one malay old auntie. She more kan jiong ok!


Then, carbon particles covered the lower deck as well. Those engines behind was burning, the smell was horrid. Everyone moved to the side of the road and started calling lala...


I called baby ya...


And started complaining while heading for my bus...