I woke up at 7.30am today and had breakfast. Can't remember when was the last time when I had breakfast, but it wasn't very long ago. Went back to bed to snooze after breekie and woke up only at about 10am. I think time's haunting me as I kept thinking that it's after lunch kinda thing. Took a shower and went over to Marcus's place.
While on the tram, a few stops before the stop I was supposed to alight, 3 tram officers boarded the tram. I didn't even notice it as there were just too many people. I was sitting in front of the door. The tram officer was sitting diagonally across me, checking the ticket of the person in front of him. I wanted to validate my ticket but I couldn't as there was another female officer a few steps in front of the male officer. He flashed his big badge at me. As I was having my ipod turned on and earphones plugged into my ears, I acted as if I didn't see or hear anything. The tram stopped, I took my bag and laptop and dashed for the door behind me. After alighting from the tram, the tram moved off with the tram officers inside. Boy, that was a very close shave. In my mind, I was thinking if I should confess that I didn't have a ticket and should just let the A$162, or S$212.22 (conversation rate as of 0135hrs, 5 June 2008, of A$1 = S$1.31) fly away. Walked all the way to meet Marcus thereafter.
Went to Safeway over at QV Mall, and they were selling instant noddles at 25 cents per packet. I bought 2 packets of 4 flavours each. Went back home (not my home but Marcus's) and did a little of revision on anatomy, on the muscular system. Did a little of my essay as well and I completed the introduction paragraph. Haha... Marcus cooked pasta for lunch and pork for dinner. I cooked Kangaroo fillets for dinner and we had it with porridge. It was rather nice. Chris came over after watching movie with his friend for a little while and we left thereafter.
Called for the security escort to drive me home, but I had to wait for 10 to 15 minutes. I decided to take a walk home instead, which I did. Now, here I am, doing my essay ad blogging at the same time - that's why I'm taking such a long time to write a post. Haha...
I'm wondering where my other half is. It's not easy to get a partner. Money can buy you one, but then again, I wouldn't want to go for that. Who would, unless they're really desperate. Perhaps one day, that person would just appear, I hope. I'm having the thoughts again, of being single and unwanted, when I'm 50 years old. Being a DOM (Dirty Old Man). Gosh! Eeewwww!!!
Nitex people!
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