So. I went for the appointment. I passed! 544 microns. Now the deal is. 2nd, 3rd, 4th June? Or July? That’s one. My father offered me a deal. Do my Masters in Singapore and get a new car (of my choice) or do my Masters in Australia (or another country) and get stuck with this Sunny forever. Ha. I’m already thinking of which car I want. BUT. I wonder sometimes, why do I allow myself to be bound by this liability. These pieces of metal which eventually will be of no value at all. Sigh. The convenience of travel wins handsdown. I no longer am able to tolerate crowded MRT rides (with buggers who REFUSE to move to the centre of the cabin, what, got ghost there is it?), having to take a bus to the MRT station (the bus stop’s really far away) and cab fares are getting more and more expensive. BUT. I hate having to wait for parking lots, traffic jams, ERPs everywhere and I can’t sleep on long journeys! Damn it. I wonder if I can talk my father into getting this for me. Hahahahaha. Although the percentage of success is urm, 0.00001%. Well, one can always dream, right? Oh did I mention, I drove into my father’s rear bumper while parking the car. In front of my house. Ok I’m off. I’m finding it harder and harder to talk to some people. Distance? Me? I don’t know. *shrugs* Next post will be the treat from the monster himself at SUN Bistro! Look out for it!