Friday

Finally the end of the week. As usual, it was raining cats and dogs. Malaysia by now should be flooded like hell. Bishan wasn't spared too. The former cemetery site was choked with swirling waters. Ironically, even though Friday was a short day, zx and I came out of school later than the normal workdays. And so, the 3 of us (joined by Ashraf Maniam later) made a valiant attempt to walk from school to the MRT.

It was a bad mistake. The howling winds ensured that despite the overhead protection that our umbrellas gave us, our sides were not spared. We also had to dodge dangerous roadside puddles to avoid getting drenched whenever a vehicle zoomed past.

Reached Macs in a pathetically wet state. We sat down to dry ourselves like fish in a freezer. Somehow, our conversation led to a thorough investigation by Ashraf and zx to find a guy in their BMT. They were trying earnestly to recall the idiot who lied to his platoon sergeant. About how his father had passed away on Valentine's Day(to give him sympathy leave). Which is true of course....just that his father was dead for more than 7 years already...-.-''

And hence, a wild goose chase had started, which led to Ashraf calling from everyone under the sun, from Hon Lyn to Nikhil to Jasmeet and so on. It was only after many calls later at the MRT station did they manage to get the answer that they were desperately seeking.

It was still raining when I reached Suntec. Liase with my sister to have dinner with my mother (a weekly affair).

Thankfully, my sister's fiance had a car, so at around 930 pm, he gave me a ride to Cathay en route to my house. Joined Eddie and Alvin who were lazily sitting on the Starbucks coffee...

Tired after vigorously levelling my knight. Shall continue in the next post. Weekends are precious. Weekdays are too....boring to do anything.