Thursday, January 01, 2004
Tempo alla Marcia
Happy New Year!
I don’t have any resolutions, because I don’t make resolutions, and because I can’t and don’t make an effort to fulfil them. I can’t even handle an examination preparation timetable. My father keeps telling me to write one, but when I write I experience great difficulty in coming up with the schedule, and even if I manage to finish it I hardly ever steal a glance at it, let alone bother to stick by what I have written. So it is most likely that if I ever have a New Year’s resolution, you can bet that by 2005 or 2006 it’s unfulfilled or even better, forgotten.
I had the hell of a time sniggering to myself the poor fates of my brother who has to go to school tomorrow. For the first time in twelve years I don’t have the New School Day blues. But I lament at the loss of student’s concession for public transport. Damn! I should have joined in the opposition! Anyway in the army they’ll give us back our concession; how much I don’t know. Now I must remember to tap my card at the reader when I alight; I have the habit of conveniently forgetting to tap my card because students are not penalised as their fares are all fixed.
So we usher in the new year with the government happily grinning away with their forecast of a recovery in the economy and that Singaporeans are now expected to be able to handle the 5% GST in return. ¶ 1/01/2004 01:07:00 am
Happy New Year!
I don’t have any resolutions, because I don’t make resolutions, and because I can’t and don’t make an effort to fulfil them. I can’t even handle an examination preparation timetable. My father keeps telling me to write one, but when I write I experience great difficulty in coming up with the schedule, and even if I manage to finish it I hardly ever steal a glance at it, let alone bother to stick by what I have written. So it is most likely that if I ever have a New Year’s resolution, you can bet that by 2005 or 2006 it’s unfulfilled or even better, forgotten.
I had the hell of a time sniggering to myself the poor fates of my brother who has to go to school tomorrow. For the first time in twelve years I don’t have the New School Day blues. But I lament at the loss of student’s concession for public transport. Damn! I should have joined in the opposition! Anyway in the army they’ll give us back our concession; how much I don’t know. Now I must remember to tap my card at the reader when I alight; I have the habit of conveniently forgetting to tap my card because students are not penalised as their fares are all fixed.
So we usher in the new year with the government happily grinning away with their forecast of a recovery in the economy and that Singaporeans are now expected to be able to handle the 5% GST in return. ¶ 1/01/2004 01:07:00 am
