Justin wrote this and boy, did he certainly made fun out of me and my cadbury diet.
excerpt from unpublished memoirs of a dieting richie
Act 1: richie’s 9th day of dieting
[Singapore General Hospital, unknown ward. mid-afternoon on a rainy monday. dr alan (standing), richie (sitting), stanley, (standing), justin (standing) are visiting anthony (lying on bed). anthony who has fallen ill from a (query) blood infection). nurses walking around in the background, alternately shrouding a glum anthony in their shadows. boxes of cadbury mixed nuts, re-sealable mini oreo’s etc etc etc lie on the moveable table]
richie: (picks up box of cadbury’s, stares at it lovingly)… “hey, it’s ok to have just one piece what…. “
[flips open lid and pops a cadbury chocolate coated mixed nut into mouth. stanley and justin stare on bemusedly and exchange knowing glances.]
richie: okae, maybe two.
[repeat above. attracts the attention of dr alan who stares.]
richie: okae, maybe three.
[repeat above.]
richie: (reluctantly relinquishes possession of cadbury’s) okae, maybe that’s enough.
[anthony, justin, stanley and dr alan doing their best to stifle their laughter, alas the quivering at the edges of their lips betrays them ever so slightly.]
[lights fade]
[lights on]
[small-talk in the background. stanley, justin, richie, dr alan surround a bed-ridden anthony.]
richie: (picks up box of cadbury’s) anthony, you want any?
anthony: no, it’s ok richie, finish it, i don’t like chocolates.
stanley: yes, richie, you want it. (sticks right thumb up) mmmmmmm….
justin: yes, richie, it’s okae. (enlarges eyeballs) really.
dr alan: … [slightly mocking smile curled out of the corner of his mouth]
richie: (hesitates, but then peers into the box of cadbury’s as if it were pandora’s. picks the smallest piece and extracts it ever so carefully popping into his mouth.) mmm. yummy!
richie: (examines the box carefully again. picks the next smallest piece and vanquishes it into into the dark recesses of his mouth. again. and again. and again.) this is so sinful!!!
[dr alan, stanley, justin and anthony stare by the side.]
[richie puts down the one-third empty box of cadbury’s. thinks of patting stomach. decides otherwise.]
stanley: so, richie, was that your sixth?
richie: (guilty-ridden tone with a richie-caught-with-hands-in-cookie-jar expression) more than that. i think i lost count.
[temporary silence. anthony’s mum shuffles in the background.]
stanley: (stretches for emphasis) di-et.
justin: wah lau. richie. just give up larh. haha.
dr alan: (attempts to call on his MBBS Singapore clinical expertise. comments in a professional-like tone) richie, your diet doesn’t appear to be much different from your normal diet.
[justin & stanley burst out laughing]
richie: (stares in turn at justin and stanley) you all are so bad! it’s all your fault!
utterly hilarious.
i wanna kill justin and stanley..
but LOL it’s really damn funny.. ok wtf..
visited anthony at sgh today with justin, stanley and dr alan. wasn’t supposedly to go cos i was COS, but james is nice to help me ’round with the chores and arrows by cindy. thanks a lot! anthony’s in great condition and i can see how happy he was to see us.. he was looking good, smiling, sane enough to talk to us lol. Reminds me of the time when i was admitted too and it really really feels comforting to have friends to visit you, never mind the pathetic state i was in. haha.
o.K. here comes the horrible part. somehow i couldn’t behave myself in front of people, especially if DR ALAN was there alongside with 2 other visitors (not anthony’s) in the same room. Me having a weakness for chocolates, was literally psychoed by the evil minds of stanley and justin. pushies aren’t they?! lol. they were kind enough to buy chocolates meant for anthony but wtf i ended up eating them!! anthony didn’t even have one of the brown eggs. and i still had the cheek to laugh and continue munching after consuming a Qtr of the box. Oh gawd.. greed has conquered inside me. it has gotten the better of me. oh dear~! but hey the cadbury eggs were damn yummy.
i definitely have to make sure i do more rounds during Life >.<.
After visiting on our way back walking towards the mrt station in the drizzle (dr alan left by himself), we were halted by a wheelbound patient, well in his 50s and said he needed help to get to somewhere. At first we thought he needed someone’s assistance to wheel him back into his ward or wherever he wanted to head to. He wanted to go for his physio! We have no probs offering a hand.
Then, he went on to explain how calling for an ambulance is not worth it (obviously! it’s fucking 60 bucks!) and that he has no money on him. Now, this is confusing.. Erm.. wasn’t he already in a hospital for his physio?? wtf call ambulance for? At first we thought he wanted to borrow 60 fom us but he curtly added that a cab ride would prob cost him $11 or $12.. now this is the amazing part..
Stanley instantly fished out 10 bucks and gave it to him WITHOUT HESITATION, before receiving gratitude and blessings.
*stumped!*, *speechless!*
In my entire life, I’ve never seen anyone, anyone! giving money to a complete stranger without getting facts right lol. I had wanted to give him the money and asked him further to get facts right but Stanley was faster that I was!! I stood there - literally stumped >.< and Justin was still grabbing the wheelchair hand grips.. LOL.
Stan-: Your gesture really really touched me.. You are one fucking nice guy! LOL. Oh wait.. nono.. he psychoed me to the cadbury’s. fucking bad guy.. LOL kidding!
What a day!!! 
To all my blog fans~ happy hari raya!
