We're at this stage in life where we reminisce too much of our near past, worry too much about our near future, are
too clueless about everything that can, will, may happen to us, think we know alot, think we don't know anything,
am confident about the wrong things, take pride in wasting time away, want too much but want to do too little.
Ohwell.
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Concessionnnnnnnn
Ohyea, I haven't got to recounting March 2008 and 2009 is here already. It sucks you know. That time moves so fast when you don't want it to. AND crawl like crippled snails when you want to get things over and done with. Like those endless Chemistry DOUBLE periods, or just the whole A's length of time. Remember how we wished tomorrow is just 18th November?
Ohwell, I suck at recounting anyway. All I can remember of February was I made marshmellow bowls for 5 friends on Valentine's.
So it's 2009 today.
AND IT SUCKS BECAUSE THERE'S NO MORE CONCESSION. -bawls eyes out.
Woodlands to Dhoby via MRT is $1.54. I am very very sad.
They're so cheapskate. Why can't they grant us just ONE more day of concession so our FIRST day of the year won't be such a sad one?! D:
Alright, that aside, happy new year, though it's not a happy one because there's no more concession...
OKAY I'll stop harping on concession.
...
But, really lor. How can public transport be so expensive? Isn't it supposed to be affordable for all common folks like you, me and Ali the roti prata man who doesn't earn much from selling roti pratas at the nearby coffeeshop? YES, we can't earn much selling roti pratas, that's not the point but still, HOW CAN YOU MAKE MRT SO EXPENSIVE?!!
Not that I know how much Ali earns selling roti pratas (not that I know any Ali anyway ._.) but still. BUT STILL. I don't have a Himalaya of cash like Jiahao the bai jia zi spent on basketball machines. My EZ link can't take it. It bawled its eyes out together with me just now, on our lonely journeys back home. We held on tight to each other and cried,
WHY. WHY. WHYYYYY IS IT SO EXPENSIVE.
On a brighter note, with my young and vibrant look, I can still pass off as a student and buy student meals. Especially since those people standing at counters have been told to ask for student pass but not to check them. Alright fine, this is not a brighter note at all. It becomes dull when you think about concession, or the lack thereof. D:
Actually I came online to blog about last weekend. And I'm supposed to just whine abit about concession. But it turns out this is enough for an entry on its own.
I want every month to be December 2008. Concession ftw.
8:45:00 PM because I say so
Ohwell, I suck at recounting anyway. All I can remember of February was I made marshmellow bowls for 5 friends on Valentine's.
So it's 2009 today.
AND IT SUCKS BECAUSE THERE'S NO MORE CONCESSION. -bawls eyes out.
Woodlands to Dhoby via MRT is $1.54. I am very very sad.
They're so cheapskate. Why can't they grant us just ONE more day of concession so our FIRST day of the year won't be such a sad one?! D:
Alright, that aside, happy new year, though it's not a happy one because there's no more concession...
OKAY I'll stop harping on concession.
...
But, really lor. How can public transport be so expensive? Isn't it supposed to be affordable for all common folks like you, me and Ali the roti prata man who doesn't earn much from selling roti pratas at the nearby coffeeshop? YES, we can't earn much selling roti pratas, that's not the point but still, HOW CAN YOU MAKE MRT SO EXPENSIVE?!!
Not that I know how much Ali earns selling roti pratas (not that I know any Ali anyway ._.) but still. BUT STILL. I don't have a Himalaya of cash like Jiahao the bai jia zi spent on basketball machines. My EZ link can't take it. It bawled its eyes out together with me just now, on our lonely journeys back home. We held on tight to each other and cried,
WHY. WHY. WHYYYYY IS IT SO EXPENSIVE.
On a brighter note, with my young and vibrant look, I can still pass off as a student and buy student meals. Especially since those people standing at counters have been told to ask for student pass but not to check them. Alright fine, this is not a brighter note at all. It becomes dull when you think about concession, or the lack thereof. D:
Actually I came online to blog about last weekend. And I'm supposed to just whine abit about concession. But it turns out this is enough for an entry on its own.
I want every month to be December 2008. Concession ftw.
8:45:00 PM because I say so