Rough

Reading the newspaper today made me realise that, there are many SAD and Depressing people out there! =shakes head= tsk tsk. How now? Well, today, even though I had a rough day, I'm going to write it in a non-sad, non-depressing tone. Let's give it a try shall we?

Woke up this morning with relief, knowing that I do not have to go through the hassle of taking the public transport and be a sardines with the rest of the school of morning fishies! yay!!!! (shouts in joyous tone). Slept a lil while longer but was shortlived when I was greeted by my vibrating phone (grinz). My SMS to my mechanic yesterday was finally replied and he told me to get Chinook and bring her to his workshop to get her fixed. Yay!!! But wait a minute, how do I get Chinook from school all the way to Sixth Avenue.... hmm (happily thinks away). Ah!

I called Rashid up to ask for his favour. And so off we went to my relief school to get Chinook. The problem now lies with the fact that, we had to push the bike from behind. Obviously, the man with the experience (refer to the Lu Crazy ah, Ah Pek! entry) had to do the pushing from the back. And so we did, with Rashid steering Chinook in front while I, rode his vespa with my right foot pushing my metal rack from behind. From Boon Lay, ALLLLL THE WAY, to Sixth Ave. We crossed major roads, rode down highways, horned by friendly lorry and car drivers who were very patient with us. To them, thank you very much for your kind understanding.

Reaching Sixth Avenue was such a relief I tell you. Never have I felt so happy in my whole life, knowing that I can now stop elevating my right foot and stop worrying whether a 3 ton lorry was going to hit us or not. Thank god nothing happened to us.

The whole episode today left poor old me parched and famished. We decided to head down to Holland V to grab some grubs. I ordered my happiest food. Spring Chicken!!!! The lil fried birdie was so crispy and juicy.... yum... Ahhh, the goodness of life. You just got to enjoy it you know. You might never know when your last spring chicken will be.

Meeting Nawaz by chance was a bonus. A short Punk reunion was what we needed. Our loud, distinct laughters could be heard miles away. Talking about bribing our classmates with offerings. Lol. Anything goes man. Anything goes.

My eyes were beginning to get red from the tired escapade. I badly needed to get home and get some shut eye. Rashid gave me a lift to Buona Vista MRT and off lil ol' Jamiel went home happily. On the train, a Johor worker asked me whether the train was heading towards Kranji. I said yes. Yay!!! I did a good deed today. I helped. (it was a good deed what! bleah....)

Reached home and sank onto my bed, typing the events for today. Yup! Happy!!! Guys, let's right happy events. Even if we're going through a rough patch, just put a smiley face sticker on top of it ok? As what they always say, "Don't worry... Be happy"

ja
my students still guessing what my real occupation is. for now, most think i'm a policeman. lol. kids.