Hello, here I am, twiddling my thumbs and whiling my lazy days away and procrastinating when one day, I decide to activate myself a little and do a little cycling at ECP. As always, I stroll up to the counter and ask how much the rental costs and whetehr I need to leave some form of identification with them.

And I get a fresh insult unknowlingly tossed in my face.

I stroll into the rental shop on a sunny weekday when every other student is where they should be when the person thoughtlessly asks, "Have you, uh, got your IC yet? That pink card?"

That made me stare. Truth be told, I was, for a moment, stunned. But still, I maintained my composure and coolly handed over the card I was granted three years ago.

Childish angst, I know. But seeing as it is not long before people my age step into real working society, this age thing has rather been gnawing at me. Like, if I teach, I can only each up to perhaps Sec 2, then students will look more childish than me (yay!) and I will be able to bully them. Any higher and they bully me. Childish, yes, but undeniably somewhat true.

Ok. Medicine taking effect. Sleep I must. Tata.