Tit-For-Tat with A Little bit of Rain

I don't know what's happening in Tanah Merah, I haven't been back in two weeks.

Here in the West, the Singaporean sky has eased itself, releasing the stores of water saved in the scorching weeks of February and early March. Yeah, add this to the seawater of Kallang, a lethal combination sure to hasten the aging and snapping of my black prias.

Well, just to touch a bit on the last post, what happened to the two residents? The lady apologized for going MIA due to a self-sourced internship. She subsequently sold her soul to the freshmen orientation camp, promising earnestly to help in any way possible, failing to which, she would be evicted, blacklisted in all Halls of Residence and a letter of her misdeeds would be sent to the dean of Accountancy, chronicling her misadventures.

As for the guy? He pissed the SHF off in the meeting by trying to twist his words. It was a laughable attempt seriously, the guy must have had never heard of minutes. He withdrew from the hall of his own accord a few days later.

This is what happens when you make promises you don't keep. You have to head home in terrible weather such as this, and the next day, head back to school again having to wake up earlier than you actually would. A fair-trade off for breaking promises? I should think so.