A Slower Pace.

While walking to the MRT this morning to school, I was telling myself not to step on any snails (since I stepped on one a few weeks ago and still have the haunting memory of it, though I didn't really see the snail because I have NEVER, I think, stepped on one before, until now. SHIT) since it had just rained and the floor was wet and I presume snails will be around. So 10 seconds after telling myself 'Better not step on any snails', I stepped on something and it cracked. I can feel it crack under my slippers and I thought 'Oh shit, that was a snail.' I didn't even look back and scurried off muttering apologies to, well, the air, the space, the 'snail'. I was hoping hoping it was not a snail and was just a dried leaf I stepped on. (In fact, I wasn't too sure if my previous 'snail-stepping' experience was really with a snail, or just a dried leaf. And yes it was raining that time, and I was also walking to the MRT to school. Deja vu, too much for me to handle.)
Alright enough of the snails. But it's really horrible if I did step on one, cos I would had cracked it's shell and it'll dry up if it does not find a new shell. THAT'S HORRIBLE :///////////////////

On my way back from the MRT from school (at around 8pm), I was searching for the recycling bin to recycle the Ice Mountain water bottle I bought but in vain cos I don't know where the town council shifted the recycling bin (I almost typed 'rubbish bin'. LOL wth) to and walked around the playground a bit (it was there before) but still to no avail, so I threw the bottle away. As rubbish. If you ask me if I'm feeling guilty for that, I'm not sure myself. And today's Character Development was on 'Personal Integrity.' Apt enough.

And, the main point (refer to title) is that while walking back home after throwing away that bottle, I suddenly realised 'Why am I walking so fast?'
'Oh yea, I've got work to do at home. (POM. Ugh)'
'But why am I walking so fast?'
Come to think of it, people nowadays walk fast. That lady who was in front of me walked fast. Those school children walked fast. Everything is express, fast and quick. It's like how we have to be doing something every second, if not we will feel that we're just wasting time and wasting time is something (I think) everyone will regret. This sounds too serious.

So, for the thrill of it, I slowed down my pace and walked slowly (which was actually still kinda fast) back home, and was greeting with new Ikea stuff. Haha ok not relevant.

Looking out tonight?



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If you're in SP's main library, be on the lookout for Big Brother Ass and Sister Sow. They will spew vulgarities and stare at you if you disturb their peace and quietness in the library. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Kidding, lah.