The Botak™ Experience

This is yet another attempt to procrastinate from completing homework (which is like almost done if you don't count lit and physics), yay. :]

What's bad is that the human traffic on the route to Clementi Botak Jones was horrible. Very clustered and most of them refused to give way! sounds typical Singaporean doesn't it? some were the best. After ringing the bell for a gazillion times, their still there pretending nothing happened. Makes me wonder where did all that moral education go to.

What made it "bester" as when we couldn't find a place to sit after ordering. More of the place we previously planned on sitting at was taken by some ignorant person who failed to see mine and Hayden's bike. We found another seat. Being all so natural I place something there, why did it have to be my wallet?

A few moments after we decided to shift our bikes over, a management staff come over shouting "eh nonononoo! very dangerous" so loud to create attention, infamously drawing attention to the both of us. By the time she had finished screaming at us, someone took the place where I previously placed my stuff. How smart.

Good thing the food came fast enough before I got pissed off. Here are some pictures:


My Botak Chez Set with Egg and Bacon


Hayden's fish set

Guess that's all I have to blog about this time. Back to the boring school life. That white shirt, crest infested tie and rectangular badge.