Crazy taxi

Had a pretty nice night at Clark Quay. Chilled at Starbucks and walked around.
I think the night ended off with a bang. Serious Bitchfit accent and a gigantic bitchfit thrown at the taxi driver.

I should feel embarrassed, I guess I do. A little. But I really needed to shit and thus I took a cab home with my friend. Except the driver took us to bloody novena then bishan area and thompson or something? And he missed the Braddle opening.
So I started yelling something along the lines like : I don't know where the Fuck we're at. And you missed the fucking road and we're fucking hell not going to pay that much money for this cab ride. Because I know that from Dhoby Ghaut to my place is less than 9 bucks.
Driver: Ni jiu shi jiang lorong chuan mah Ni bu yao, Fuck fuck fuck lai zhe li ( In english: You said Lorong Chuan and dont come and say fuck to me)
I don't know where bloody lorong chuan is at.
It became a little weird and after a while, I figured I was just really pist off (duh) because I thought he was screwing around with us. But I don't think he was, so I apologised much later ( after I actually calmed down).
He asked me whether I was from SMU and what school I was from. I replied him with : how is it your business ( because he couldn't stop fucking talking and asking.)
And said I've no "xue wen" and started saying some Chinese nonsense that I couldn't really understand. But I think what he was trying to get at, was a " you're a condescending bitch. And yes I'm not educated but at least I've manners. I dont Fuckfuckfuck here and there"
Yada yada, I felt kinda bad afterwards. So I apologised Twice( once during the ride and before I got off the cab- oh wait, I apologised thrice because my friend helped me apologise on my behalf when I told her to help me apologise to him again through sms)

I'm either really nice to cabbies or I'm extremely nasty. It's true. But I'm only mean to those who think they can drive me all around Singapore just to get more money. I've realised that I'm absolutely shameless when it comes to cab drivers ( But so is C, who talked to me about her fuking disgusting dream about a what? BLEEDING PENISE and she started screaming in horror when recalling the dream, Imagine wtf was going through the cabbie's head then.)There are some friends, who will just keep quiet and just pay the extra cash after the ride. It is okay if the route is abnormally long. A dollar or two more is fine. But fucking 5-6 more bucks is completely not worth it because I could have used that money to fill my belly with a really nice drink from Starbucks.

I was probably really cranky just now and had to shit but right now I can't shit. (DAMN IT!)
Anyway, the cab driver drove at 110km while sending my friend home after I got off. He was so pist. hahaha but he apologised after, once my friend apologised again? I'm not sure. CBF(can't really be fucked) about it, just thought it'd be quite amusing to blog about.