Last Day Of Year 2005

Another year is about to disappear, never to see the light of the day again.

Year 2005 will never be reinstated, joining its predecessor, 2004, 2003, 2002, 2001, 2000, 1999, 1998 and many more years.

How time flies since we celebrated the crossover of the Millennium, Year 1999 to Year 2000. And now, no one bothers about it anymore.

Although people are still celebrating the countdown, I sometimes really wonder, do they really have to do it? What is there to celebrate that something will never be here again? Do we celebrate the lost of our love ones? Do we celebrate the lost of our friends? Do we celebrate the lost of our jobs and business contracts? We do not celebrate the lost of anything unless that something causes us pain and sufferings, for example, the lost of a cancerous tumor from our body.

We have taken time for granted, thinking that it will be here forever. But this is not true. Time is always counting down, leaving our grasp. The next blink of an eye, another year would have passed. Do we really wish that time flies?

Personally, I feel that time have passed too quickly. And I would love to slow it down. However, I know that this is impossible and hence, I just have to make full use of the present remaining time and savor the last few moments with Year 2005.

After Year 2005 has gone, I will then fully embrace the new birth of Year 2006.

Finally, We Are Punctual!

Finally, my wife and I were early for today’s course at Mount Alvernia Hospital. Today is the fourth lesson. (We had been late for the past 3 lessons.)

We reached the hospital at 6.15pm, 15 min before the course started. As we were early, my wife went to the ATM machine to draw some cash.

It was about 6.30pm. We strolled into the seminar room and found out that we were the first. As the room was unlit, I turned on the lights and the air-con to wait for the rest of the participants. We waited. And waited. And waited.

Finding it rather usual, I called the reception to verify today’s course venue. The reception told me that there was no course today. The course will only resume next week, as stated in our previous handout.

For once, we were punctual. Too punctual. In fact, we arrived a week before the actual course date which is on 6 Jan 2006.

Manly

My dad and I went into Johor, Malaysia today.

He wanted to show me City Square, Lakin Bus Interchange and the route to Tuas second link. He had planned the itinerary and all I needed to do was to follow him around. Basically, he was the Boss, the Tour Guide, the Man for the Day.

When we left City Square, we somehow talked about Giant, the hypermarket. As I had not been to Giant in Malaysia before, he spontaneously decided to deviate from the plan and bring me there. While we waited for the bus to Giant at the bus stop, a man signaled discreetly to my dad that he had forgotten to zip his pants. With lightning speed, my dad used me as a shield and zipped up his pants. After that, he looked embarrassed. Nevertheless, he honorably thanked the man.

When we reached Giant, we shopped around for a while. Somehow, I jokingly reminded my dad of the glaring incident. And I noticed that his pants were unzipped again! I told him and he quickly pulled up the zipper and carried on walking, hoping that no one noticed. However, I told him that although he had pulled up the zipper, his pants were still unzipped. This was because the zipper had been broken.

In the end, we had to walk around Giant looking for a new pair of pants for my dad to change into. Before finding the replacement pants, most of the time, my dad had to totter around with his hands covering the hole, feeling very edgy. (After changing into his new pants, he was as jovial as before.)

Indeed, my dad have proven that he is the MAN. Ha! Ha! Ha!

Outback Catch Up

Today, we had dinner with our ex-colleague, Jan, and ex-school mate, Yee Hwee.

We arrived at Outback Restaurant at about 7.15pm, late as usual. Jan and Yee Hwee had already arrived.

We placed our orders and did some catching up while waiting for the food. It was a happy occasion for all of us as we had not seen each other for quite some time.

The dishes arrived after some time. We were all very hungry by then. The food at Outback was great. However the service wasn’t the same standard as the food. All the waiters and waitresses walked around with their heads focused on the floor instead of the vigorous waving hands. We couldn’t blame them as they were really busy. They were moving from table to table with ever arriving dishes.

I wanted to ask for Tabasco sauce and started waving my hands frantically. It didn’t help to get their attention. I decided to walk up to a waiter and asked from him. He then walked towards the sauce cabinet. I followed him, afraid that he might forget my request. He searched his sauce cabinet and couldn’t find any Tabasco bottle. In the end, he walked into the kitchen and brought me a huge bottle of Tabasco sauce.

I presumed the chef didn’t need to use it at the moment.

Never Say Die Attitude

KK Fong, ex-CEO of Xpress Print, the company that my friend, May, used to work for, is back in town.

When May was working for Xpress Print, she told me that her boss, KK Fong, was going bankrupt. It came true. He owed a debt of 80 million dollars. This is not the first time he had been bankrupt.

After more than 4 years, KK Fong is back. He had cleared his debt of 80 million dollars in 4 years. This is also not the first time he had come back from bankruptcy.

Simply impressive. He can make 80 million dollars in 4 years to repay his debt. Giving him another 4 years, he will make another 80 million dollars to give himself an option to retire.

Simply a fighter. Always learning. Never say die attitude.

"Four years I've disappeared from the scene, hiding in China, learning how to do business with China." - Mr KK Fong

Boxing Day

Today, my wife and I attended a post Christmas party at our friend, Gary’s place. (Maybe I should call it a belated Christmas party.)

We had wonderful lunch prepared by Gary, his mum and his 2 maids. Gary is a great cook. He often hosts parties and cooks for us.

Although we had curry for 2 consecutive days and today we had curry again, (which meant that we had curry for 3 consecutive days), today’s curry was the best. The curry powder wasn’t premixed. It was his mum’s secret recipe. She bought the various spices, mixed them in calculated proportions and delivered the yummy curry chicken.

The roast chicken tasted fantastic too. Gary marinated the chicken and roasted it till golden brown. The chicken was crispy on the outside but juicy and tender on the inside.

Anyway, the variety of dishes was great.

We then had gift exchange and we got a porcupine mobile phone holder.

Curry Flavor

Yesterday, we had a dinner party at my parents’ place.

I wanted to cook curry to surprise my parents. So with the intention, I went to purchase all the ingredients and started preparing the dish. It was 5pm.

By 7pm, the fragrance of my curry dish filled the whole kitchen. I tasted my curry dish and discovered that it was pathetically tasteless. Oh no!!!

I rushed to the nearest NTUC and purchased 2 more packets of curry sauce and poured them into the pot. By 8pm, my curry dish was still very watery.

In the end, I went to my parents’ place without bringing the curry dish.

But today, after boiling for so long, the curry dish is finally ready!!! And I just had it for lunch. Ha! Taste great!

Ideal House

Today, my wife and I discovered the kind of ideal house we would want in the future.

We went to our auntie’s place at Serangoon Garden today and drove around the estate. Our tour led to the discovery of a few houses we liked there.

Whenever we saw those houses, we would exclaim that we loved the house. However, we were not able to identify the reason.

After loitering around the estate for about an hour, we were beginning to see the similarity between the houses we liked and the houses that we dislike.

We found out that we love to have a big plot of land for the garden, while the house itself can be small. It would be best if the house is an island sitting in the middle of an ocean of grass, with a shrubbery boundary to provide privacy. Then our dogs can roam around freely.

We’ll work towards that.

Gift

Today is our wedding anniversary. My wife gave me a gift that touched me to tears.

She woke up at 6am yesterday to finish the gift. However, she was unable to complete it. It was so last minute that she had to complete it late at night. She then gave it to me at 12 midnight. Although it was quite a task for my wife, I was completely oblivious of her intention.

I woke up at 7am by the noise of the alarm clock. In my blurred awakening, I saw my wife scrambling into the room telling me to carry on sleeping. Without any queries or suspicions, I more than willing went back to sleep. (She was actually making the gift and she was afraid that I might find out.)

I finally woke up at 10am. My wife told me that she wanted to develop some photographs before breakfast and told me to wait for her at our car after I had washed up.

At night, about 8.30pm, while we were at my parents’ place, she wanted me to go and collect the photographs. We reached the developer at 9pm. The developer was about to retire for the day.

When we reached home, I took the bath first, while my wife kept herself busy with “something”.

At 12 midnight, she gave me the gift. When I ripped the wrapping paper to pieces, I saw the cover of a sketch book. I thought she knew that I liked to draw and had given me a sketch book to express my unappreciated artwork. When I opened the book, I discovered that it was actually a photo album. As I flipped through the pages, it unfolded our past, our rocky journey of plenty of ups and downs together.

At the end of the album, my eyes were moist. The effort and the meaning behind the gift was simply beyond the description of words.

I love you, Darling.

冬至

Today is 冬至.

My wife and I went to my parents’ place for dinner and had rice balls.

But before that, we woke up at 9am, had breakfast at 10am, and went to the crematorium to pay respects to my 外婆, Ah Mah.

After that, we went to meet up with my wife’s friend and passed her some Christmas presents.

At lunch time, we met up with my friends and had lunch at Swenson’s until about 2pm.

We then went to Bishan Junction 8 to purchase clothes. We wanted to catch a movie, but it was sold out.

Finally, we arrived at my parents’ place for dinner.

On the move for the whole day. Feeling pretty tired now.

Silent Killer - Trans Fat

Trans Fat is an insidious killer. It hides in every corner, even in the most healthy and common source of food assumed for breakfast, the WHOLEMEAL BREAD.

What is Trans Fat? I did some research and below is a short description I found.

There are four kinds of fats: monounsaturated fat, polyunsaturated fat, saturated fat, and trans fat. Monounsaturated fat and polyunsaturated fat are the "good" fats. It is generally accepted that consumption of saturated fat should be kept low, especially for adults. Trans fat (which means trans fatty acids) is the worst kind of fat, far worse than saturated fat.

Trans fat is found in partially hydrogenated oil. Partial hydrogenation is an industrial process used to make a perfectly good oil, such as soybean oil, into a perfectly bad oil. Why do they convert good oil into bad oil? For economic reasons!!! The process is used to make an oil more solid; provide longer shelf-life in baked products; provide longer fry-life for cooking oils, and provide a certain kind of texture or "mouth feel".

Partially hydrogenated oils are commonly found in processed foods like commercial baked products such as cookies, cakes and crackers, and even in bread. They are also used as cooking oils (called "liquid shortening") for frying in restaurants.

In short, as long as you see “partially hydrogenated oil” or "hydrogenated oil" in the ingredients write up, do not purchase the product. Unless you want to shorten your life. Buy only "unhydrogenated oil" food.

Not sure about vegetable shortening though...

The Result

Yesterday, the test results were out.

I had been worrying about my test results for the past couple of weeks. As I did not read the test question properly, and thus answered incorrectly, I thought that I might fail my test. I was quite afraid to find out my grades.

However, what needs to be done, has to be done. I logged on to the network and checked my results.

D+

I read on to find out if D+ meant failure.

I passed!!!

Ha! Ha! Ha! What a relief!!!

I went to the temple, 四马路观音堂, to thank my God this morning.

Dinner

Today, I prepared dinner.

I cooked pork chop, tomato based potato cubes with sliced lean pork, and China Broccoli. I had wanted to cook for a long time and had not have the chance to do so. Finally, I had the time.

I bought the pork at NTUC yesterday. Fortunately, I did not wait till today to purchase the pork as there would be no pork in the market every Monday. Anyway, I took 1.5 hrs to prepare the ingredients.

This is usually the case. The preparation takes a long time, while the actual cooking time is quite short.

In the end, the cooking time was about 20 minutes. After dinner, my wife said that my cooking had improved.

Female Bully

My female red eared terrapin is attacking my male red eared terrapin.

It bit the male till it had wounds at his neck. I had just transferred them from their small tank to a big tank and it seemed like the female was trying to boss the male around.

I was so frustrated, I put the female back into the small tank. In doing so, I hope the female learned her lesson at the same time, allow the male time to recuperate from his injury.

Now, the male is not really moving, hiding in his shell for most of the time. While the female seemed to be oblivious of the punishment.

Packed Day

0830 I wake up and wash up
0900 Wife wake up and wash up
0945 Set off for breakfast at Serangoon North
1015 Shop at NTUC
1030 Went Rainbow Aquarium to scout for rock to decorate terrapin aquarium
1100 Found none and went to plastic firm to collect custom made acrylic cover
1130 I fix up aquarium while my wife prepare food for dinner
1200 I start to mop floor
1230 My wife start to pack clothes for Salvation Army
1300 Both of us ready to go out for lunch
1400 Reach Far East Florist shop for present for my wife’s colleague birthday
1500 Reach Thomson Shopping Center to scout for rock
1600 Went back to Far East Florist to purchase rock
1630 Met my wife’s boss at Far East Florist
1700 Reach home and thunder storm
1800 Eat dinner at home
1900 Clear up, bath, read books
2100 Set off for Suntec Carrefour as there was a super big discount at 10pm
2130 Reach Suntec and my wife ate Swenson’s ice cream
2200 Reach Suntec Carrefour and the queue was super long
2201 Decide to go home
2230 Reach home
2245 Watch “Taking Lives” till 1.20am
0125 Lights out

In The World Of Your Own

People nowadays are getting more and more inconsiderate.

Is this because of the direction of our society? The “I win, you lose” mindset? The “me and myself” mentality? The Kiasu syndrome?

This evening, I went to Mount Alvernia Hospital with my wife to attend our baby preparation course. When we arrived, the room was quite packed with couples. There were mats placed on the floor for each pregnant lady to sit on and utilize at the latter part of today’s course. My wife settled down comfortably on a mat, while I stood behind her.

As the session began, more and more pregnant ladies walked into the room. The room became so packed that some of the ladies did not have an area to learn and practice the skills taught by the doctor. They had to stand at one corner and quietly observe. How could the hospital be so inconsiderate by scheduling so many ladies in one session but yet provide insufficient facilities? Were they trying to maximize their profits?

Then half way through the session, mobile phones started to ring, one after another. Please people! The doctor is trying to educate the couples. Shouldn’t they be considerate enough to switch their mobile phones to silent mode before the course started? With all these disturbances, it’s just like mobile phones ringing, and people talking loudly, while you are watching movie in the cinema.

Last complaint. During break time, all the people rushed out to grab the finger food provided. Milo packets and hot water were catered but insufficient. Reason was because people were taking 2 and 3 packets for ONE CUP. I overheard one guy saying that he liked his Milo thick.

Although I was fuming over all these events, I felt that I had to let go. After all, I am living in a society. If I am unhappy, I should migrate.

Road Reflexes

Today, my wife and I almost had several traffic accidents.

First incident. My wife was almost knocked down by a speeding cyclist from behind when she stepped out of the car. The inconsiderate cyclist simply ignored my wife and zoomed past her. Had my wife not darted away just in time, her heavily burdened body would crash onto the ground.

Second incident. I was at a cross junction waiting to make a right turn. I had lighted my right signal light. As the oncoming traffic dwindled to almost zero, I engaged first gear, ready to move off. An oncoming truck signaling left approached the junction. Thinking that the truck would turn left, I inched slowly forward to turn right. But the truck wasn’t turning left even though it had its left signal light switched on. I was stunned. To avoid an accident, I revved my car and charge across the junction. The truck high beamed me. After high beaming me, the truck’s left signal light turned off. I guessed he realized that he had forgotten to switch off his signal light. (I was just telling my sister about being careful of drivers forgetting to switch off their signal lights earlier on.)

Third incident. As I was driving my wife home on the third lane, using the rear view mirror, I saw a fast approaching taxi. I moved to the second lane, giving way to it. Somehow, it moved left to the second lane too. It then moved to the first lane trying to overtake me. Failing to see that there was a parked vehicle on the first lane, the taxi jammed break. However, the distance wasn’t far enough to avoid an accident with the parked vehicle, thus the taxi swerved towards the second lane. Observing his reckless driving, I quickly moved to the third lane to allow it space to move into the second lane.

Fourth incident. Along the same way back, sigh. Enough said.

I guess today is a day to test my wife and my reflexes. Fortunately, we are not senile yet.

Flash

Finally, the Flash lesson has ended.

After 2 and a half days of abusing my brain, finally, it can take a break. The instructor was not very good. He had problems answering our questions. He even had problems showing us demonstrations. In short, he had problems everywhere.

In the end, we spent most of the time learning on our own and troubleshooting our own questions.

When the class finally ended, a feedback form was given to us to fill in. I wanted to write negative comments about him, but I was afraid that it might cause him to lose his job. Yet, if I were to fill in neutral comments, it would go against my conscience. Thus, I did not fill up the feedback form.

Forget it, just go and borrow an instruction manual on Flash from the library.

Speeding Ticket?

I was feeling really drowsy after taking the flu medication and was rushing home, from work, to get some sleep.

On my way home, traveling at about 110km/h, I spotted a traffic police vehicle by the road side. Immediately, I jammed my brake, reducing the speed to about 90km/h.

Somehow, I instinctively looked at the top of an overhead bridge. I saw a traffic policeman looking through some gadget. Seems like some speed checking device to me.

At that very instant, I got this ill feeling that I would be getting a speeding ticket. I felt unfair. Why am I so unlucky?

When I went home and told my wife about the incident, she said that if I had not sped, I would not get any tickets. It was brought upon me by myself. She sounded harsh but I knew what she said was right.

上 得 山 多 终 遇 虎

Christmas Flu

Rightly deserved, I was down with flu and sore throat.

All thanks to my uncontrollable greed. I finished a packet of peanuts in about half an hour. After that, I did not drink any liquid to quench my thirst.

The result... bedridden.

Confinement Lady

Today, we interviewed the confinement lady that we were about to engage.

The appointment was at 3pm. At about 2.40pm, the doorbell rang. Upon opening the door, we saw a stout lady in her late 40s, early 50s, smiling at us. She introduced herself as Sally, the agent.

As we had converse before, we let Sally into the house. After getting seated, she told us that we would not be meeting the confinement lady today. Her reason was that she was afraid that after meeting the confinement lady, we might go direct to engage the confinement lady rather than through her. As she had such bad experiences, unethical clients, before, she thought that it would be better that we could confirm all details prior to seeing the lady.

Giving us her assurance, we listened to her sales pitch. After about an hour of selling, my wife and I felt that her service was fine and that she sounded reliable. However, I felt a little uncomfortable. I wanted her to clarify the responsibilities of the confinement lady in the presence of the lady, my wife and myself, so that there would not be any misunderstanding on what to do and what not to do.

Sally agreed and she will be here to brief the confinement lady on the first day she works.

KK Hospital

Today was a tiring day. My wife had to represent her company to go to KK Hospital to do some volunteer work for the children.

Unknown to me, she had volunteered me too. So I tagged along as if I was one of her company’s employees.

Acting as a photographer, I tried taking plenty of shots at whatever I could capture in pictorial format. While I was busy entertaining myself, my wife told me to snap a picture of her later on when she was going to present a cheque to KK Hospital on stage. I acknowledged.

At the crucial moment, when my wife presented the cheque to some doctor from KK Hospital, the flash didn’t work. The battery had run low. I managed to scramble 2 shots but not really great ones.

Hope she doesn’t mind.

Cord Blood Banking

It was 6.30pm. I was still on the road with my wife, heading towards Mount Alvernia to attend a seminar on pregnancy which was to start at 6.30pm

All thanks to my workaholic wife, we were late for the seminar. We went into the seminar room, disturbing the speaker, in my opinion, although she just carried on as if we invisibly joined the audience.

After about 1 hr, we had a break. It was a well deserved one too. My wife and I were very tired and were not really paying attention to the speaker as she was talking about what to eat during the first trimester. We were already in the last trimester. Anyway, we somehow ended up joking about chicken milk. Yes. CHICKEN MILK.

When the second part of the seminar ended, the speaker told the audience to stay back because there would be an external speaker (not part of the seminar) coming in to talk about cord blood banking. That was the interesting part that we would like to find out. Apparently, this bank could offer plenty of benefits. But by that time, most of the audience had left.

In the end, only 2 people stayed and spoke to the second speaker about cord blood banking. And they were my wife and me.

False Alarm

Agonizing day at the Authorware course. Don’t bother to describe. It will only make me more demoralized. (As usual, the girls of rough, impenetrable brick like skin did it again.)

Anyway, today, a horrifying incident happened. Berry bled!

In the middle of the course, my elder sister message me telling me that Berry’s wound was bleeding and they were going to send her to the Animal Clinic. I was pretty worried. As I was in the middle of the course, I couldn’t leave. (If I go off, I need to compensate the company for failure of attendance.)

I was in a dilemma. What should I do?

At the earliest break, I quickly called my sister and asked her about Berry’s condition. She told me that it was just a tiny little bit of blood.

Later on, I discovered that it wasn’t blood at all, just the redness of her wound. Sigh. What a scare.

Gifts Of The Gaps

Today, I attended a course on Authorware.

The course content was really heavy compared to yesterday’s Publisher. As usual, I was late for about half an hour. But I was quick to settle in. Very soon, it was lunch time.

I thought the second session after lunch was going to be tough too. But I was wrong. The course content was not the toughest to handle. It was the gaps of the 2 girls sitting beside me that I had problem managing.

The 2 girls were talking so loudly that I had to strain my ears to listen to the instructor. Furthermore, they had the cheek to ask the instructor to repeat his instructions every time they failed to follow the lesson.

Later, the instructor passed around a packet of sweets to all the trainees. He was very kind to do so as he understood that we were pretty brain dead and we needed something to keep our mind fresh.

After going one round, there was still about three quarters of sweets in the packet. Seeing that everyone had taken one sweet, one of the girls quickly grabbed the packet from the instructor and placed that packet at their table. Like greedy pigs, they started to unwrap the sweets one after another. (Not that the sweet tasted great.)

The 2 girls were simply gross. Not only did they talk loudly, being inconsiderate to the people around them, they simply went on to the extreme to abuse the kindness of the instructor. Oh, come on! The poor instructor did not even eat a single sweet, ironically, which belonged to him.

In conclusion, it is a 2 day course. I wonder how am I going to face them tomorrow.

Publisher

I learned how to use the Publisher today.

It was not a difficult software to pick up for anyone with knowledge of Word, Excel and PowerPoint. I learned the gist in about four hours.

With a few clicks, a newsletter was out. Then an invitation card was ready to be sent. After that, I completed a calendar for the year 2006. Finally, I did up certificates using mail merge.

Not too bad for a beginner.

Berry

Today is a very sad day. Berry was brought to The Animal Clinic to be sterilized.

Berry, the Golden Retriever, was a gorgeous lady. She had this elegance in her that made her different from other dogs, especially greedy Almond. Berry acts like a cat sometimes, classy and proud. Often, she takes things at her own stride, sometimes ignoring us.

We bought Berry with the intention of breeding her with Almond. However, as Almond was not well physically, we had to sterilize him. I wanted to mate Berry with another Golden Retriever as I felt that her genes was pretty good. However, my dad thought otherwise. He wanted her to be sterilized. He felt that there was not enough space for more dogs and also there would be too many dogs to handle. Also, if Berry was not sterilized and not mated, she would get cancer easily at the later stage of her life.

I felt angry with myself for not being able to purchase a plot of land for them to run around freely and breed naturally.

Berry is different. And now that difference will end with her when she grows old and dies.

Sports Exhibition

Today, my wife and I went to Suntec City to see the sports exhibition.

Upon arrival, we were fascinated by the inline hockey event. Players were skating around gracefully, yet challenging one another for the puck. It was heart pumping, adrenalin rushing as I watched the game.

Later, we moved on to other booths. There was a trial diving pool booth, where people were able to try out scuba diving. Although it looked quite stupid to dive in a tank, I guessed it was the closest to experiencing diving in a training pool.

Anyway, there were other concurrent events happening and we moved on. Although, the exhibition compound was small, the events were rather interesting. Too bad, I forgot to bring the camera.

Shawn

Today, I went to the Singapore Botanic Gardens again for the same project. This is the last day of the outdoor project. The next thing is to do a write up.

Anyway, my mentor, Shawn Kaihekulani Yamauchi Lum, 42, was with us. During the spare time at the Gardens, we had a small chat.

Shawn is a very nice and friendly person. He is from the City of Honolulu, Island of Oaho, and State of Hawaii. He is quite dark as his dad was half Chinese, half Polynesian and his mum was Japanese. He simply loved plants and hence, was doing research about plants around this region.

The next thing he realized was that he had been in Singapore for 14 years when he first arrived as a research student.

We then talked about Polynesian stuff. According to Shawn, different Polynesian tribes have different types of guardian angels, such as whales, dolphins and birds. And the guardian angel of his tribe is The Shark. I was simply amazed. He told me that there was this thing called the Polynesian Triangle too. (I only know about Bermuda Triangle.) Polynesian Triangle includes Hawaii, New Zealand and Tahiti.

It was really interesting talking to him. We would have carried on with the conversation if not for some work interference.

Pant Pant

After about a month of rest from jogging, I went jogging today.

Partly because I needed to pass the army physical test in a few months time, I decided to train to run 2.4km and also to clock my timing.

I started rather slowly. As I progressed, I realized that I could not increase my speed. Instead, I kept slowing down.

Eventually, when I completed the 2.4km run, I clocked a timing of 21 minutes. I needed 12.40 min to pass the test.

I think, I will run again on Monday. Too tired to run tomorrow.

Summon AGAIN!!!

I couldn’t believe it!

I had gotten another parking summon, $50, on the first day of December! I had bought the season parking but did not put it up yesterday. I was thinking of putting it up this morning.

Indeed, at 12.15am today early morning, I went to the car with the season parking. To my surprise, I found a summon clipped on the car wiper. The parking attendant came at 12.08am. Disgusting! Don’t they sleep? Coming at such odd hours to issue parking tickets! How unlucky of me!

Disturbed, I went back to sleep after placing the season parking. But I couldn’t sleep. I felt pissed off.

When I woke up in the morning, I went straight to the office to lodge a complaint. And I got the summon waived. Phew!