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louisa
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Monday, September 07, 2009

so this actually happened yesterday okay fine two days ago
but i forgot to blog about it.
so i must record it before i forget.
after all, there's that.. what, eternal preservation of online memory or whatever.
(GP OMG NIGHTMARE)
anyway, it was really quite classic.

so i was taking the lift in sun plaza after dinner with my mother.
in the lift was me, mother, and a family with two little kids and a maid, carrying loads of ntuc shopping bags.
so the lift door opened.
outside was a girl with a (not very pretty) handbag.
so as i walked out, the girl's handphone (presumably hidden in said not-very-pretty handbag) began to ring.

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick~

the girl rummaged in her handbag for her handphone.
i thought to myself, "hmm. lady gaga. caleb. HAHA xD"
of course, i had more important things to do than to obsess over lady gaga ringtones, so i continued walking out of the lift.
also, there were about six other people behind me waiting to get out of the lift.

the girl with the lady gaga ringtone went into the lift, the lift door closed, the lift went up.

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick~

... WHAT?

that was a distinctively UN-lady-gaga-ish voice, by the way.

i turned around in shock to discover...

this little boy, from the family mentioned earlier.
NO OLDER THAN SEVEN OR EIGHT.
hugging his shopping bag of i-dont-know-what-ntuc-groceries.
singing, with perfect grasp of the tune and, more appallingly, the LYRICS:

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your..

.. let's not go there too many times.

*FAINTS AND DIES*

this is a LITTLE KID, mind you.
i mean okay, if i saw caleb walking behind me and singing that, i might not be so shocked.
(i would still be shocked because OMG WTH WOULD CALEB BE DOING IN SEMBAWANG OH THE HORROR AND NIGHTMARES, but that's beside the point)

this is a kid in PRIMARY SCHOOL.
heck, when i was primary two i was singing hi-5 songs at the top of my voice.
i dont know whether to hope that that was the first time the kid heard the song (what musical talent and extraordinary articulation) or not (HOLY COW WHAT ARE LITTLE KIDS LISTENING TO THESE DAYS).

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on a side note, stomach flu SUCKS.

on another side note, androgynous females don't scare me.
girls who go after androgynous females scare me a lot.