Have you ever heard a Family Day at the Singapore Zoo without any goodie bags distributed? And the only thing that you take back from the event is a pathetic reading light which you only get when you fill their feedback forms? And when you queued for lunch for almost 2 long hours under the hot sun, only to know that it's finished? Well, according to my past experiences, I've never encountered such situation. Since I was in charged of the feedback forms for the whole 3 hours without any rest and worst still, standing, I managed to read some of the feedback the participants gave. Well, basically most of them felt the same way as I do. The organisers suck. And if you're wondering what event I'm talking about, it's the Narpani sth sth event. Idk, some Indian event which have Vasantham central associated with it. tsktsk.


As I mentioned above, 3 whole hours without rest, filling up the feedback forms for the Ah-mas and Ah-pas, enduring the different types of people's fucking attitude and to know, some others are not doing anything! Wahhh, who's not mad you tell me? I think my sister's workplace open house that I went for early this year is wayyyyyyy easier and we even get paid for it !


You know, I was so tired, my leg was in serious pain that I even cried in the bus alone. To add on to my misery, small kids are screaming, shrieking and people are pushing their way through. I was so frustrated that I cried even further. I don't give a fuck about the people who stared at me, afterall it'd be my first and last time bumping into them.






When I alighted from 60, an aged Malay couple came to ask me for blk 620. Being oblivious to my surroundings, I gave them the wrong direction. I thought 620 was near Macdonalds but as I was limping further towards my house, I realised that 620 was not anywhere near Mac. It was further inside my place. I felt that it was my duty to search for them since it was my fault that they have to proceed to the wrong direction. I ran to search for the couple, ignoring totally to the pain that I was facing then, and caught up with them quite a distant away. Idky, but I was tearing when I saw them. The nenek kept on thanking me and said, "Kalau Murnie tak kejar kite, nenek tak tahu la mane kite ade skrg. Terime kasih eh sayang." I overheard their conversation with the husband saying, "Ah, ni lah rumah anak awak. Yang kite datang tapi tanak bukak pintu" It was heartbreaking on my part to hear that. I insisted on sending them till the void deck and wept like a baby back home. I miss my late grandmother very very much. :'((


And I dreamt of Bo today. We were in the school hall with Ms Dawn Ng and other graduating classes. I couldn't remember what happened already now. But what I can recall is that, Bo clearly remembers me and no one else. It's sad. And I miss him calling me, "Moooooonie~" and how he would throw tissues at me. Get well quick dear friend. :(


I miss boyfriend as well. I hope you're doing fine with school and at home. Take good care of yourself dear boy. We shall meet up soon, once you're done with your projects.

Murnie. Neither 12 nor 14. But turning 18 by the end of the year. Attached and currently pursuing a diploma in RP. ;)