i've been working like a mad man these past two days. yee haa! (read my previous entries for the reason why i'm happy)
anyway, after work i decided to go see some friends that i haven't seen in a couple of weeks. the traffic was pretty bad on the way, although it was already past office hours. suddenly, in the middle of it, some escort policemen started whizzing by, their blue lights on, and they were honking like mad, forcing cars to move to the side. how were we supposed to move la?? the road was JAM PACKED!! i cursed, this better be an ambulance or the fire brigade. since nobody could move, one policeman started shouting on his P.A. system, "SILA BERI LALUAN...SILA BERI LALUAN..." after what seemed like ages, they finally managed to clear one lane. and what passed by? a stream of mercs and beemers-royalty plate numbers. blarggh!! one of the cars wasn't tinted, so i managed to catch the passenger's face. not a sign of guilt. what...they think they're the only people who're in a hurry to get somewhere ah?? what about me and the other people who've been queuing patiently, worrying about whether we'll make it to our dinner appointments? please lah...i paid to use the road too!
ok lah, no point complaining. it's not going to change anything. if anybody knows how and how much it costs to hire the escort police, let me know. maybe when i'm rich and royal enough, i could hire them to clear the roads for me to get to work every morning, since i've been getting in late almost every morning now. kekeke..
buona notti...domani sara un giorno migliore.
good night...tomorrow will be a better day.
