Popped down to IMM to catch the Toyota AE86 on its last day out — phew, what a beaut! Swoon.
Am gonna try popping down to the red carpet event for the premiere — which I didn’t have the get-up-and-go to find tics to, thank goodness. Am hugging myself with delight at thought of the opening credits of Initial D. The comic book series is frankly awesome. I literally couldn’t put it down at times. I think it’s the gripping mixture of homespun fantasy based on hard-won facts. Looking forward to the second half of the continuing series. Vroom, vroom, baby.
Am looking forward to Parineeta too — it’s screening at Causeway Point, not just Bedok!
Am beginning to welcome the thought of leaving the office for the last time. 97% of the people and atmosphere will be missed till the end of days. And I’m not going to let the miserable 3% be the reason for my fare-thee-well. With all the crap that’s going on in the world today, I just feel that I’ve got to get into the thick of things, with this newfound, fire-forged me. I don’t know what I can do, but I’m going to throw myself in with my whole … heart — what is to be done will present itself by and by. And can I just say that I get angrier and angrier with each new report of a killing here, a decapitation there, a hostage here and a suicide there. Juxtaposed, or perhaps interposed, with oh-so-intriguing tales of … I can’t be bothered to put their star-spangled names on my blog.
Thank goodness for my blog! Where else will the anger go? Or are blogs dangerous cos they channel your grouses into thin air? Or perhaps they are launching points for action. Calm action. Loud inaction.