After a night shift work with take-away macdonalds, I finished my work rather early yesterday. Early as in 4:58am. The direct bus that takes me home only reaches the bus stop at 6:30am and I will arrive home usually by 7:30am.
I checked the bus guide and tried to find alternative buses to get home. I realized that bus 157 and 165 go to jurong and clementi respectively and their first buses arrive the same time at 5:20am. Therefore I decided to try the alternatives.
I walked to the bus stop along the silent highway and bus 165, which goes to clementi, came first so I boarded. The journey was smooth and the speed was acceptable. Naturally at this hour there was still not much people travelling. The upper deck was empty.
However, once I reached Clementi I faced a problem. Because that stop and the direction I was heading is considered more of the near ending of route for almost all the buses, the first bus timings is like 6:45am and I was there at 6am sharp. I don't want to be sitting and waiting and wanted to get home fast to sleep, so I took the Joo Koon train to Jurong East MRT station.
I reached Jurong East MRT near 6:30am and went to take one more bus to get home. I reached home near 7am. The journey is obviously more tedious than the straight bus but I arrived home 20-30 mins earlier. I think I paid more fees though. I am not sure if this is really worth it.
Perhaps I shall try 157 the next time I finish early and see if that is better.
Surely everybody knows what the title means unless you are a nuclear alien(or a north korean). I had increased the dependency of my air conditioner because of the current climate. Unfortunately the sickening air conditioner wasn't frugal enough to have it serving me.
The electricity bill went up by $50 and my poor ears got to suffer the hostile chantings from my parents. Worst of all i got to revert back to the fan which is as good as turbo-blowing hot air to me.
This kind of weather would make a trip to the beach extremely pleasant and exciting. But to somebody who is struggling for breath with his schoolwork is just pure sadistic torture.
This kind of conditions is just tough for what i am doing now and honestly nothing is going well and may not turn out well. I am screwed..
I don't know if it is just me or do some other people share the same sentiments as me. At the current stage of my lifestyle, filled with all the restrictions to make sure revision is in progress for next month's exams, we inevitably wondered away and thought of what to do after the exams are over.
There seemed to be many plans after exams. Besides the things you thought to do, your friends who are in similiar plight tell you that after the exams are over, let's do this and that. All these make "after exam" really exciting and anticipating.
However, I bet once the exams are really over, more than half of the wonderful ideas may not even be initiated. Either that or all the brilliant plans have already been consigned to oblivion along with all the precious revision inheritances.
I try to make it a point to at least remember the things that I want to do by writing it down. Sadly a few got to be strike off even before the exam has started because they weren't meant for me alone but rather for me along another person. I thought about since so long ago though.
Nonetheless, I still think I am going to be a wild dog after the boulder is lifted off from me. 21may is extremely sparking on my calender as if you could push it and a portal, to fairyland filled with clouds, candies and naked blonde angels, will open.
21 May 2009 shall be massive.
Once a few years ago, I used to received a text message on my phone which I considered is the most ridiculous text I ever received.
I was supposed to meet a friend of mine in town and was preparing myself to leave when that message came. He told me that he was going to be late because he was masturbating and delayed the time to meet later.
Utter nonsense I thought. But yesterday, the list just got longer when some batchmate of mine dropped me a message and asked "Dorami is Doraemon's sister is it".
Excellent question. This kind of thing sure add colors to daily life. Instead of the usual humdrum, that just gave a speck of ridicule.
You might have know that those people in my school including me are all mugging for their exams. Therefore do expect here to be rather duller than usual.
Nevertheless, the last paper is on the 21 May 2008. Hopefully everything will be well.. Peace.
April fool was a few days ago. Some of us would send some jokes to people to see if they would fall for it. While I was doing that, I discovered something else interesting by chance.
Most friends who fell for my April fool jokes are serving their national service. That phenomenon spawned a thought..
Does Serving the army declines intelligence?
When I was in training schools, there seemed to be a "just listen, do and get it over with" trend. There wasn't much thought or doubt. And if the commanders screwed up, everyone either just thought he was a fool or couldn't be bothered. I had never heard anyone say "We are fools for listening to him.". A classic example I remembered that happened to me was a time my batchmates and I were brought out for jogging on the rough roads barefooted. We were convinced it was to "season" our feet. Jackasses man!! We were fools for listening to that bullshit.
I guessed everyone really just throw their brains away when you were not in command. Anyway what's the point of being a hero and get screwed for insubordination and questioning a senior soldier right? Everyone was infected with this disease.
So I guessed me sending this kind of sms to them during a time whereby they were probably being trained and still under the simple and docile fungus, led them to be ambushed by a rather simple April Fool joke.
The irony is that they propagated nationwide that they are training a 3rd generation thinking soldiers to protect the country.
Maybe they could start by asking my secondary school cousin to teach them how to disclose my simple April Fool joke first.
Recently I switched to work throughout the night and took the first bus home for my part time job. The reason is just plainly to maximize my productivity.
I am doing data entry and my job requires me to input a certain amount of data into the server every month. The job is very flexible. I can go anytime and how many time I want. As long I finish the monthly quota, everything is cool. They pay me a fixed wage every month.
Since that is the case, naturally I will choose to go as seldom as possible. I mean what is the point of going to work all the time since the wage is fixed right?
During the day, the server was usually occupied by the full timers. Therefore in the past, I had to go there very often as each time I went, there were always people wanting to use the server unavoidably and I had to stop and waste my time waiting for them to finish. By the way they only have got 2 servers.
I surveyed and decided to try the night. Indeed at night there weren't any people. It was spookily quiet and so I got the whole server to myself throughout the night. I realized I could finish everything 2.5 times faster. It took me 8 trips per month in the past to finish but now it was reduced to 3 nights at most.
This surely reminded me of the guard duties during my army days. But for guard duty usually you get to have a buddy with you, so it wasn't so lonely and maybe scary. It was probably because of guard duty too that gave me the idea of working at night.
I really hate the guard duty. The hateful times of army with turnouts, sweaty no.4, mosquitoes, precious weekend, heavy rifle, macdonald's delivery, night snack, same cook house smell regardless of the food, the guards' bunk, area cleaning, prowling, sentry, meaninglessly opening and closing the gate, etc.
I am sure glad that is all over. The night shift is nothing like those but instead I have got food, drinks, music and absolute freedom.
Exams are approaching. Things are getting intense. Can't wait it to be order for another period of freedom. Happy April Fool Day.