It's the smell

I finally I start blogging again. I should have started two months ago when I came back. But to get this habit starting again require some time.

A lot of things happened, which I can round it up by using, everything did not went my way since the moment I step back. Where should I start?

The day I came back, I could not get a cab. I was really pissed and that spoiled all the mood of homecoming. I will talk about that some other time.

National services and the stupid MINDEF and their stupid online whatever not shit. It takes 4 days to log in, another day to complete and at the end of the day, it was a mistake.

Deferment was another pain in the arse. I will talk about that some other time.

Flying Club, is a group of snobbish people. If you think the French are snobbish, or even if you think the Tangling Club is snobbish, you should think again. They are rude and really fucked up. I am very unhappy with them.

I went diving in Malaysia and just for the record, Leeway diving, a con man and a really bad businessman.

Taxi in Singapore are one of the worse in the world. The services is unbelievably poor and their knowledge of the roads is basically zero. Did I mention its expensive as well?

Singapore Immigration. Stupid monkeys that’s wasting the government resources. As a whole, the immigration policy is really fucked up, by that I refer to MINDEF once again.

To be frank, when you get out of this place and return, you really do see things in a different light. You find that Singapore is no where near world class. I hate this place and really desire to get out. It’s the smell of this place I cannot stand. In the words of Agent Smith “I’m going to be honest with you, I hate this place. This Zoo, this prison, this reality or whatever you want to call it, I can’t stand it any longer. It’s the smell... I must get out of here…”