when i reach cs n walk in front of mc'd, i hear my name being shouted out..
and no, mc'd is not launching a new ad campaign with a new character called eric.. it was just tom..
big coincidence, considering that where he was going to was where i wanted to go.. so we shared a cab with him n his friend.. then ended spending the whole morning fragging people..
then started shopping @ 2.30 pm..
bought 2 long sleeve tees , 2 tees n 2 bermudas
so how many shirts have i bought?
oh, n 3 pairs of socks.. considering that soldiers in europe lost their toes to frostbite in ww2, socks are important!
but the sad thing is...
i 4got to get extra undies.. yup the trick of surviving away from home is to build a fort of undies..
na.. actually its so that u wont have to patronize the washing machine everyweek..
dont worry.. im hygienic, just lazy.. and im still on the lookout for a pair of pants/jeans..
n those of u who have travelled into singapore during rush hour, i know how it feels now..
the good thing was that there happened to be a lane @ the checkpoint that had nobody in line, so i got cleared in like 15 secs.. then reach the yellow maze that causes u to get disorientated n bam! straight into the metal detection thingy.. no wonder they can always catch u if u smuggle things.. its all in the maze!
aniway.. as i approached the really long queue, and i mean reaalllyy long, the officer opened the third lane, n i whizzed into it..
so really thx god because he saved me a lot of travel time.. u dont want to end up @ a bottleneck where people crawl across customs...
then the bus i took came in like 5 mins.. a record.. n the bus was pretty empty, because most of the people @ customs were factory workers, i think.. so din have to squeeze with other people in the bus..
sigh.. 9 days to the exam..
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