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Muhd Fitri Bin Khamis
01/06/1988
Singapore Polytechnic
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Saturday, August 06, 2005

I actually went out today for 3 main reasons - to accompany Yan to buy her black pants, to source for pictures for my OC presentation and to catch the fireworks display at the Esplanade. Sad to say, I accomplished none of my 'mission objectives' for today.

It was funny to see Suntec City not being as packed as it will always be during weekends. I was expecting to be crushed like sardines in a tin but it didn't happen at all. in fact, i was indeed 'crushed' when i reached the Esplanade. It was so damn packed that I swear there were almost 1 million people down there. yes, you read me right, 1 MILLION Singaporeans. all the way from the open walkways, that stretches along the Esplanade, to the bridge in front of Fullerton and right to where the Merlion spits, there were bodies EVERYWHERE!

darn. i did come a tad too late. i wanna catch the fireworks! they're such beauty to the eyes! i only manage to catch glimpses of it and i was already speechless. the open rooftop of the Esplanade was so tempting; there was nobody there. if only i could have access to it, it would be perfect. darn it man, really. what's wrong with opening up the space there at night? the management of Esplanade is worried that terrorists would shoot a mortar across the Singapore River, is it? i bet Singaporeans would "whoa" their way with the rest of the fireworks display if they saw the mortar shell fly and explode in mid-air. Haha!

a few CISCO officers were patrolling the area just now. yeah, A FEW. i don't know if there were plain-clothes' ones but those who were in uniform, was just a handful. Worse still, most of them are in the Esplanade. Taking advantage of the air-conditioning, is it sir? and those who were outside, were mostly near the roads. doing what you say? directing the human traffic to move on to that they won't block the way of the others who want to exit the place.

WHAT??? you train them so hard, set them aside for special training and this is the service that they're doing? you think you're playing Warcraft? you train a hero, upgrade his abilities and put him just to guard your base, like a normal and easily replacable characters? hello people, they're from CISCO. they aren't branded for nothing.

it was a thoroughly bad day i should say. i dragged my lifeless body to the bus-stop feeling disappointed, down and out. i thought the worse was over but I was proved wrong. (Why? I didn't ask for it!!!) first, i was served the 'appetizer'. one lady practically mocked to her handphone for no obvious reason. I nearly wanted to call the IMH to take her away when i realized that she was actually talking to someone on the other side of the call.

i pity the listener. he must be deaf, if he isn't already from the lady's mocking. if only i could read Eminem's latest manual, 'How To Kill A Mocking Bird'. then came then main course. bus 133, which we were boarding to get back to AMK, came into view. what a relief, i thought. but when the bus' doors open, the commuters pushed and forced their bodies into the bus. WHAT THE FUCK! it was normal soft pushes i got. it's those that you'll get in rock concerts and such! and there's this family who can't control their kids and they were screaming practically into my ears! WHAT"S THE PROBLEM WITH THESE PEOPLE!

i've already anticpated their subsequent actions-no apologies and treat the situation as if nothing had happened. laughing along with their family members and raising their voices as if the bus is theirs. FUCK OFF lah, i damn these kinda stinking attitudes.

the day's almost over. tomorrow will be a new one. let me rejoice the rebirth of Sunday as Saturday bows out of my sight.

fitri penned this at 10:58 PM