The day is Saturdae, March 6, 2005. I was feeling really bored the entire day. After days of doing work till late, I felt that I needed rest—plenty of it. I was walking ard aimlessly the whole day, doing nothing. Neither my school work nor house work were done. I stared at my monitor most of the afternoon… even though the com is off. I was bored…damn bored.
I woke up late today—9.30 am to be exact. Me and a couple of guys frm AJ soccer were to meet at Lavender MRT station so that we could extend our expired passport together. The meeting time was 10.00 am. Even if Singapore had Shinkansens (Japanese bullet trains) or the Maglevs trains, I wouldn’t make it in time. I had to inform them I couldn’t make it. Theres one problem—I don’t have any of their no. Ppl my age would hv all his or her pals no. stored in his or her handphone. Sadly, I dun have one. So I was like signing in and out of Messenger to see if any soccer guys were online so that I could ask for my fren’s no. It was almost 10.00….before [bOoN] Is FaRt uP.. s0 iS [hAn]-----AnD tInK [tAn] 0sO------s0 wHeRe'S B0oN hAn???[7]” came online. Got wei jia’s no. Called him and they were informed of my absence.
I had to go there sooner or later. So I bathed quikly and hurried to the building at Lavender. Went up the escalator to the second floor. OMG!! The queues were super long. Had to see which queue I had to stand in…coz there were queue for collections of passport, taking passport size photographs…and one for extension of passport – my line. After 15 minutes of queuing to get my number(8031), I realized that there’s 90+ ppl before my no. WTH!! Went out to get something to eat….came back in 15 minutes. Still had to wait for 10 minutes before counter 31 called for my number.
“Auntie” at the counter: “Yes how can I help you?”
Me: I’d like to extend my passport.
Auntie” at the counter: “Passport please.”
*I obliged*
“Auntie” at the counter: “IC please.”
*Shit*
“Auntie” at the counter: Sorry, you need an IC. Come another day.
*ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
Me: erm…. Ok ….thanks
Had the afternoon I mentioned earlier. Never have I been this bored before. How I felt I was like the others—going out with frens, watch movies and stuff like that. BUt the problem is…. My mama don’t like me doing all this stuff. Waste money, waste time. She’s right to a small extent. Having shared such a close bond with my Mama, I always listen to what she say—even though I may not like what she says sometimes. She’s my Mama afterall. People don’t really understand this. They say I am a lazy bugger who always gives excuses for refusing to go out with them. Which is why they aren’t even bothered to ask me out now. But sadly, I am sort of being “controlled” by my mum. It’s for my own good, she says.
Spent the night doing work and talking to some people online. I got his to say. One shuld not bother too much abt wat others hv to sae. Different people have different styles. One may try to be nice while others simply do not care about the feelings of others. Though it may be hard to ignore, I simply have to “Let it be.” It is a good advice. After all, u can’t just dispose a friend. He may be lacking in one area, but he does have his own good side. No one’s perfect. I simply have to acknowledge that. Having a conversation that both sides will enjoy is hard. It may be easy to talk to some people, but it’s not when it come to some others. The pen is said to be mightier than a sword….but words are way mightier than a pen. It hurts. This is life. Welcome to my life…..
