LULZ

Since it's June holiday and I have a fucking lot of time to waste, I decided to flush all of old contents down the drain and start writing new stuff.

Ok, so after a period of lulzy boring days, I finally finished 2nd school term. Basically during first 2 days of the holiday, I stayed inside my room and literally spent 2 days playing an old game called "Heroes of Might and Magic IV" without even sleeping or eating anything.

Supposedly, my flight should have been on last fri, but due to the remake process of my new student pass, they are only available to be collected on today. So I changed the flight to today, departure time @ 4PM.

1:30 PM, I rushed down to ICA (appointed time to collect my passes was 2 PM). My queue no was 3533, but only after finding a seat did I realize that the current serving number was 3509. Fuck.

So I waited and waited and waited until 2:30. I started to get impatient followed by fucking impatient. The numver stuck at 3512 due to fucking retarded customers (dunno what the fuck was wrong with them, take so fucking long), and fucking lousy service from the fucking Singapore authority.

By then I realized that a bold decision had to be made. I ran out of the building, took a cab, went back to the boarding school to change and take my luggage then go back to ICA (it cost me 16 bucks FYI). 3:30, I finally got my student passes and passport back. But it's already too late.

Despite the lateness, I felt that it was kind of a loser to dress like how I was and go back my hostel, carrying my luggage. Furthermore, the boarding school has given my a feeling of sloppiness in the past 2 years, so once again another epic decision was made. I went to Changi Airport for my flight 23 hours later. Fortunately, I had an experience of staying over at the airport to pull an all-nighter with my cousin last year, so it isn't really much of a problem.

Reaching the airport, I enjoyed the luxury of coming 22.5 hours early for a flight to wander around aimlessly. After considering all possibilities and trying to come up with something to occupy myself, I headed towards Mc Donald. From what I had learnt last year, the outlet opens 24/7, and usually partially occupied by fucktards who enjoy studying in a fast food restaurant than staying at home, with computer and teh internet. It turns out to be quite true, except for the unexpectedly large population of disgusting shitfucks a.k.a indians and yalams. I settled down, order a Mc Spicy meal, and slept for one hour, woke up, found a power socket and started surfing teh internet. 9:57 PM, approximately 18 more hours to my flight.

tl;dr: I decided to stay over night at airport for tomorrow's flight and trying to waste time.

I know that the theme looks sucky, but well I'm at the airport now and have no mood for doing any decorations.