So..................What do they really do?

Boy,
I understand that at times you'll feel lonely, abandoned, miserable. But this is something we all can't help. Ever since your companions left this world, you've been alone. Mum, Dad , Sis and me won't be at home the whole time to be around you. We have our own lifes to juggle, to study, to work, to bring you up. It's not easy, but you have to understand. You just have to learn to be independant and find life yourself.

We love you as much as we loved the others. You're smart, you should know.

We know that you may be thinking, that some where out there, there will be someone who loves you much more than we do. BUT...is it true? Even if it's true, how should we know?

We don't.

So please, think about it. Think.




(I just thought it's funny.)

So, it's another chao geng day today. Cough got worse yesterday so I decided to get it fixed today.

Today's experience to the polyclinic was smooooooth.....

Reached polyclinic, no queue at the first station (They'll give you a number so that the respective counter at the second station can call for you).
Proceed to wait for a while at the second station (where they will print you a service chit that tells you which room to go to).

It's a pretty weird system if you would ask me.

"Why so many stations?"

So after getting the service chit, I went straight to CCKCC's MacDonald's to get myself breakfast. I love it when there's no one around and I can enjoy my breakfast. It's relaxing, really.

Well then again you may ask, "Why is it that you will go get breakfast in between the waiting process?"
If you've been to a polyclinic, you would know that the waiting time at polyclinics can take you from east of Singapore to west.

So I had my breakfast and walked back to the clinic, and it's my turn already. Neat.

Well the above has got nothing to do with today's entry.
The real juice is below. *Ahem*



If you can't make out what is the photo about. It's a tin can army under the MRT tracks. And there are secondary school boys and girls in school and NCC uniform.
At first sight, I thought the NS guys are booking in or something.

I don't remember holding tin cans asking for money when I was in secondary school.
Or maybe I just took the can, went home and sleep.

(I love my handphone. The photo was taken while walking.)