what is the deal with young people nowadays. they should erect an idiot scanner and put a limit on the number of idiots allowed into a performance. i really dont like to be trapped in the middle of a loud music motivated mosh mob.
inflated condoms, shoes and watches being thrown, wtf?
this is disgraceful singaporean behaviour.
i feel so old, writing like this.
I dont know how the hell but the fact is that I have less than a year before I ORD.
The 2 years(22 months in my case) of National Service was supposed to be my excuse of a buffer period, or time to think, about what to do with my life.
Half that thinking time has now passed and, it is about 8 months to uni applications and I am undecided on which path to take.
God help me. Time is running out.
Hey people,
THEY BOUGHT MY BULLSHIT!
(some of you would know that i am talking about my recent run in with the traffic law makers)
I refuse to believe that my lame excuses were responsible for my recent acquittal from a road parking charge, and the hefty fine that supposedly ensued.
I must thank god for making me bold enough to stand up to them. Or rather, to give bsing my way out a chance.
I know I ought to be silently thankful, and just humbly walk away from this saga making sure to be careful not to repeat the similar mistake again, to avoid being placed in such a similar predicament. But. I cant help feeling that the handling party, with its troublesome nature, felt that the case itself would be too troublesome to get to the bottom of. Think in terms of the amount of the fine, the time that would be needed to sort it out, and the unjustified labour cost of ironing everything out.
Am i not making sense? Am i being too ambiguous? I cant help it. I am scared.
Bottom line is, I have a reason to be merry. Lets drink to it.
After $850 and 5 months of waiting, “Little Red” now has wings.