Even the strongest tower can fall should a pillar lose but a brick.

My initial day's schedule:

Wake up at 6:00am.
Get ready and board bus at 7:00am
Reach and board MRT at 7:30am
Reach work at 9:00am


National commitee schedule:

6:00 am to 6:45am: 4 blasts in 4 MRT stations, among them was Dhoby Ghaut, upon which a chemical attack was also launched. All simulated.


Altered schedule (by complete coincidence):

Mother sends me to work.


What luck is that? I could've been late for work, or not shown up at all.



11:39pm

Went to a wedding dinner. Had 2 other ex-Acsians at the table, so I enjoyed myself. And I'd have more mood to write about it if my mood hadn't been trampled on.





































It's been confirmed. Meloncholy inspires the best in my poetry.