Taxi
As I was stopping for the red like, I noticed a name at the boot 'Daniel .....' on a TransCab taxi next to me. I thought to myself, " I did'nt know people customised their taxi." As I squeezed in between the taxi and another vehicle beside it, I noticed something cool. The rims of the taxi was spinning. The rim cover was of sporty metallic design. A red disc is seen spinning inside. That was pretty cool.
As the light turned for green, I had to satisfy my curiousity and have a good look at the taxi. From the back of the taxi, get this.... I saw a spoiler! A taxi with a spoiler! The spoiler was tiny, not the cool sporty type. The spoiler was a spoiler(pun intended). There were also 3 atennas sticking out of the taxi.
The driver tried a little to hard to make the taxi look cool. He failed quite miserably. Firstly, the design of a TransCab taxi is not flashy. A white taxi like the Mercedes taxi could have pulled off the look with confident subtlety.
I am a big fan of the French Taxi movie series. Not the american one. Then again... whatever makes you happy if it does'nt hurt anyone.
LIVE! Crashing, Smashing News!!
It's early in the morning and I in one of those 'Yes, I Can!' phase. Hoping to get back to my former glory physical back in the NS days.
Punggol Park is about 5 minutes walk from my place. I was walking, still feeling a little sleepy. I was not paying much attention to my surrounding. When I came to the road junction, I pressed the button for the traffic light, my eyes watching my hands, and all of a sudden...
"Screechh!!" (starts to turn my head)
"Bang!"
Two silver cars just collided in front of me, just 3 long steps away from me. I jumped back slightly. I saw was two wrecked cars, one slightly worse than the other. I was pretty relieved to see that everyone involved seemed to be okay. One kid in one of the cars seemed shaken but okay. When the driver of one of the car got out and took out a handphone, I took it as a cue as I was not needed there. I did not even see what happened and had no idea who was at fault hence rendering myself not needed. It was a typical case of one car turning and the other is going straight.
I crossed the road but kept myself a distance from the vehicles. I saw fluids dripping from the cars and Hollywood taught me that dripping fluids = explosion. Even though I know cars hardly ever burn up in flames in collisions, I had that slight paranoaia feeling. Maybe it's because of the movie I watched the night before: Trauma.
And so I walked towards the park while many bystanders were walking towards the accident scene to check what made the noise.
I just ran a measely 1 round around Punggol Park. By the time I was finished, the ambulance, one police officer on a scooter and a traffic police officer were already doing their job. I was impressed by their response time. "Or is it because I ran very slow?" As I passed by the ambulance I could hear the cries of a child. It made me think, "What could I have done?" But I know there was nothing else I could do.
Occurences like this should make one stop and think. As a rider it made me think and thankful to Allah that I have not met in any accidents. I am not including the time when I fell down on a slippery slope while riding my scooter... twice (one when I was going in the carpark and one while leaving the carpark just after of the same trip). It was probably time to change my tyres. It was when I was working as a delivery boy for a finance newspaper. Also not including the time I hit my motorbike mirror against the back of a lorry. I didn't see the lorry brake as I was checking my sideview mirror way too long. I could not brake in time... I just veered to my right. Thankfully, I was still in control after impact, just losing my left mirror and a superficial scratch on my left forearm. I only realised I was bleeding when I felt a trickle of liquid on my hand. I was still new at riding when that happened. And also, not counting the time I fell of my pizza hut scooter while doing a u-turn. There were sand on the road. No wonder I fell. This time I bled pretty bad, and still have the scars on my knees. Of course, I went to deliver my KFC before getting any medical attention.
I am lucky. I am thankful.
Now back to my story... The family went to Jurong Bird Park today. It was okay but it rained. Along the way, I saw 2 other accidents on the road.
I am thankful. Alhamdulillah.
What comes next?
A new school year will begin very soon for me. For my first year I tried my best academically and it paid off. However I began to lose the drive for my latest studio project 2 and got my first B because of it. Among the reasons, I am unsure of which specialisation I wanted to take for this year.
It feels like time is flying past just like that. Technically I have 1 yr 6 mths left of school to finish 4 semesters worth of work. The horror just imagining the workload that is coming my way, if I want to remain the best that I can be.
To me it's another year, another agenda. Unlike my first year, I want to earn my CCA points this time round. Hopefully we can establish a new club. Hopefully I can play my part to make it happen. I have been busy with meetings. Really want our dream to be realised.
Need to go for semestral briefing today at 10am...
Field Trip and a Crocodile on CTE!!!
Yeah!! Most of the class went to Union Building to see Mr Dominic's office. It's called Warisan. It was not what I expected. It gave me an idea of what life could be like. I could'nt join for coffee as I had to rush for my CCA meeting.
The highlight of the day was the journey to NYP on my X1. There was a crocodile in the middle of the road. It was dead. It was less than a metre long. It is sad. I believe it dropped from a lorry that smuggled it. IPPT to be failed tomorrow.... incoming cramps.
