Butterfly panics on train.

Before I proceed, this is just a mere interlude. I'm writing this because I think this is amusing for me and I don't deny being an idiot 60% of the time. I will round up the entire MissSeptember episode because something happened today that has changed the way I've surmised the month.

I took a train back from the airport just now and I must have spent the longest time shuttling between Changi Airport and Tanah Merah, EVER.

Since I've NEVER taken a train from Changi Airport, I always presumed the train would travel all the way to the other end of Sinagpore (like all trains do or should). Blame it on the emotional drainage from MissSeptember or the lack of sleep over the weekend till yesterday, but I fell straight asleep the moment I sat down.

I'm not shitting you. If you ever wanted to know what lacing MRT seats with valium would do, you just had to see me tonight. I fell asleep faster than Singapore's overnight independence. The only reason why I allowed myself to be lullabyed, was because my intended stop was some distance away and sleep is the fast way to forward time.

When I woke up, the doors of the train had opened and I quickly got up to see which station it was.

Changi Airport.

I started looking around, pacing myself through the train in bewilderment over WHY hasn't the train moved. The weird thing was that I definitely remembered dreaming about octopuses. Then I looked at my handphone digital clock.

23.03pm

I quickly scrolled my phone log. My last call to MissSeptember just before I boarded the train was at 22.32pm!

WHERE THE FUCK DID 31MINS GO TO?! Why am I back at Changi? Have I completed a round to Boon Lay already?

I turned to the nearest guy,

Me: "Where does this train terminate? Boon Lay?"
Guy: "Tanah Merah"

This was absolutely marvellous. I've been asleep for 2 loops on the train and NO ONE woke me up to tell me that the train had terminated?

Well done Singapore.

Post Script: I'll post the the rest tonight with the pictures.