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read between the lines
eyes hurt ow....it's one of those rare times again where my eyes actually hurt when i'm less than 15 mins into the net. think the air is making my eyes too dry. am listening to duran duran's astronaut album. fantastic classic dd stuff....the strains of their music from my room, plus my sleepiness, plus my eyes hurting, is affecting my train of thoughts. think i'll turn off the retro tunes for now.ok. feel...slightly more awake. yawn. wonder if i can make this blog short....mind's too tired rite now to phrase proper paragraphs so i'll jus number my points, or what's come to mind over these last few days: 1)bus concession pass. has been showing discrimination against me by banning me from the 160 n 170 buses i take every day that i need to go home. since tuesday the card simply refuses to be read when i enter these 2 buses....but for every other bus in singapore it works. went to offices at a few mrt places on wed n thurs, but they were either closed or not very helpful, as in they didn't provide me with satisfactory info. so i went to the card replacement office on friday, the Day of all Days (i call it that cos i had a lot of big things happen on that day...wait, it was just only yesterday!) at jurong east, n i got held up there for an hour n a half becos they didn't believe me initially. up til now i'm stil pretty amazed at my level of...patience with these ppl. the person behind the glass whom i spoke to, she kept saying my card status says ok, n she kept harping on the fact that i left my previous top-up value at a negative value (i used to use the pass as an alternate ez-link card, which is this card thingy they use for buses n mrts in singapore, until i found out that more often than not, the stupid card readers kept confusing my pass with my ez-link n deducting money when i didnt intend to). i practically had to repeat myself 4 or 5 times over the course of that 1-and-a-half hours like i was talking to deaf ears and she kept calling her super on the phone for every reply i gave her, cos i made it quite clear that i wasn't going to go off until i at least got this thing fixed...cos 52 bucks for a bus pass that doesn't work on the bus u need to take every day isn't a small matter. and of course the usual please hold on, wait while my super calls me back with more news as well as having to wait, stand there with my laptop (of all days it was when i had to bring The Brick to school!) and perspirate as if i was back in high-sch (which is a lotta sweat btw!). and then finally she tells me that there's been a system failure in the 160 n 170s regarding this bus pass card-swiping system. n thank god i can make a claim (read: refund) on the money i spend boarding these buses until they solve the problem. phew. i'm thinking of my parents, see. cos if it was me, i wudn't be so bent on trying to get my money back. whoops.....looks like a brief post is almost never a brief post for me. and i haven't even begun yet. that's it...i gotta stop. or else no QT for me. but what i'll definitely say is this: god has been opening to me new facets of life that i normally keep shut. and he's definitely been changing my heart becos i find myself saying yes and doing things i would usually choose not to do / attend. |
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