memoirs

Well, its a good thing that this blog is being updated regularly, but it indirectly translate to me thinking too much and hence having something to blog about. Listening to songs at 1am and trying to figure out the meaning behind each song aint doing good to my health..
I shall prolong my life and not go into details.

But since I am here, I'll just complain abit. Just now I went downstairs to the fitness corner near my home, but theres this freaking foreigner laying down on the sit ups bench! zzz. And he even sat up and looked at my direction (Obvious that he knows I am there) and then he went back down, laying there. zzzzzzzz.
Nice man. Yea, and did I mention that he was smoking? Damn him, he not only obstructed someone's effort to be healthier, he also made an effort to make someone's health degrade. Wonderful. After around 30mins, that guy left, leaving behind a very wet(sweat) sit ups bench. Come on town council! You converted my ex-soccer ground into a temporary sleeping camp. If you wanna do something, please do it perfectly. Limit the use of the facility only to residents living in the area. If you have the money to convert fields into carparks, please dont tell me you dont have the funds to build a fence around the fitness.

Too bad. Who am I? Just someone with no rights to speak up..