Places change. So do people.


How new is this old?

It’s funny how things that were once popular make a comeback.

To the one(s) who have been checking back on this half-dead blog, thank you. I’ve been busy with life to regularly update.


I’m getting boringly uncreative with my blog titles, photo captions.


Might have been the day the political landscape in Singapore changed.

It was also the day when I get to know what happens on behind the scene during General Elections.

I didn’t have a choice, I had to be an election official. I worked from 5am to 3am, and watch the election unfold, minus the results. We were not in the know because our job is just to make sure the election goes well.
We get scolding from angry people who were not allowed to park their cark in the voting premises, we get funny requests from people who went cranky after working nonstop for over 20hours, we had to work in “airtight” spaces so that votes can be counted, we had to cut ourselves from civilisation – no contact with the outside world, no mobile phones, no land lines, no computers, nothing.

Great experience, but I really don’t want another round.
No, please, no presidential elections before i’m even paid the pittance for the 22hrs of national service that i did.

Not in the best of moods, not in the rightest frame of mind.
Not in the mood to shoot, not in the mood to shop.
Just feel like doing nothing.