"There's a reason why Hurricanes are named after girls."

Tired day it has been today. Just finished doing Guard Duty on a really really WONDERFUL Saturday, yes, the whole 24 hours of it and had to rush back, 2.5 hours away from Tekong to take my bike practical lesson. It wasnt really all's well that end's well kinda shit cause apparently, the DOO (dont ask me what it means), loves to give turn outs thus disturbing every minute of my required beauty sleep. Sleep a little, and TURN OUT! TURN OUT!

As the apeks used to scold: "KA-NIN-NAAA!"



Yes, it was tiring. Didnt have enough sleep and now i feel like i have eye bags thats just as big and black as yours. Yes, you my fellow avid reader of the infantile blog. Sad. So all the way from one corner of Singapore to the other, i took my bike LESSON. Its not the test, but the LESSON to gear me up for tomorrow's TEST. Traffic Police test to be wayyy exact.

Nonetheless, i did my best and i kinda faltered a bit here and there but my guessing's that it'll be all good for tmr. Like an engine, you've gotta sometimes rev it up once a while so it wont stuck or what ever you motor enthusiast call it. Felt sleepy riding the bike on the road. Dangerous. Yeah, kinda. Didnt check much of my side road, junction and all blah blah blah. Guess, i was feeling a little bit of the side effects of Guardutyitis (pronounced: Gut-due-tee-i-tees). Tired eyes, unconcetratable mind. Ahh... yes yes. Its sooo Guardutyitis. No neeed no doctor with a PhD to tell me that aye?

But of course, like the wise man once said: "...it'll be all good for tmr.". Now, wish me luck and send me an angel cause if i pass tmr, you can bet your lucky hens that i'm so gonna pick up the first unproperly-thrown litter i see and throw it into the nearest bin. Saving Gaia, saving you.


And oh, RESPECT to TURKEY for eventhough not beating Germany in the Semis, they put up a tough nabil tough fight against their counterparts... using their 2nd team. Hah!


Your saviour,
Legend