.Friday, January 23, 2009 ' 6:01 AM
The gap made by space, sucking life from the moving chunk of metal falling prey to time as its life fades off... I had the experience of being towed on a tow truck all the way past the Changi Flyover, it was somewhat terrifying, not the experienced of being towed, it was the fear of being scolded by our disciplinary master! It was like any other day at first, however it turned out to be a total disaster after that!
As any other day, I boarded my school bus, found a seat and slept like a log. Time somehow sped up while i was sleeping, eternity seemed to have lost its meaning, it was like hardly almost a second when the bus stopped in the middle of the road! The bus driver tried to start it up however no matter how he tried that chunk of metal just would not budge! Right before my eyes cars were driving around us, spewing vulgarities at our bus. W
ell, I did not know until now that cars could talk! It was then when i realised that the movies were true, it was like a drama before me, cars speed past putting us all at risk, we were practically causing a traffic jam! Oh dear, out of the blue we spotted a car started speeding towards us at full speed! It was the climax when... The chunk of metal crawled out of its position saving us from death or saving itself from the junkyard. It's "legs" started move desperately and it was pathetic moving like about the speed of a snail? Well, actually it was! Suddenly, it tr
ansformed from a snail to a "real racing car" speeding forward at full speed. However, this was not the end of this Hellenic horror movie yet! It stopped again at the slope at the Changi Flyover. The eternal curse of unluckiness has yet to be lifted off from our bus. This time the bus had stopped, stopped its own flow of time, stopped its own flow of life and its time was over. Having life drained out of it, this chunk of metal became a pest to its "host", the road. We left one lane for the rest of the vehicles to pass. The bus driver then called the traffic police and this caused a 
commotion in the bus. Those f
oolish Secondary one's just have never seen a traffic police before have they? They were left "astounded" bythe beauty of this "elegant" police man who walked in limps, they started taking pictures, making the star of the day. Time stopped. I could feel every molecule inside my body vibrating vigorously as though trying to let out something, something like a scream to say " stop it!". It was then when the tow truck came, both the bus driver and the traffic police discussed something with the tow truck driver and they decided to tow this dead and lifeless chunk of metal over the slope and probably to try if we could "resuscitate" t
his worn-out bus, which wanted to give up on its precious life. There was this Secondary 3 guy who asked the Secondary 1's to calm down mocking their childish behaviour. Like being towed by another piece of metal was such an "amazing" thing! When we got off the slope the bus driver tried as hard as he could to "resurrect" his dead "companion" however to no avail. It was then when a good Samaritan offered a ride on his bus to our school and so he did!
I hereby thank that uncle and the we were saved from our disciplinary master!
I got to go sleep now, good night!
As any other day, I boarded my school bus, found a seat and slept like a log. Time somehow sped up while i was sleeping, eternity seemed to have lost its meaning, it was like hardly almost a second when the bus stopped in the middle of the road! The bus driver tried to start it up however no matter how he tried that chunk of metal just would not budge! Right before my eyes cars were driving around us, spewing vulgarities at our bus. W
ell, I did not know until now that cars could talk! It was then when i realised that the movies were true, it was like a drama before me, cars speed past putting us all at risk, we were practically causing a traffic jam! Oh dear, out of the blue we spotted a car started speeding towards us at full speed! It was the climax when... The chunk of metal crawled out of its position saving us from death or saving itself from the junkyard. It's "legs" started move desperately and it was pathetic moving like about the speed of a snail? Well, actually it was! Suddenly, it tr
ansformed from a snail to a "real racing car" speeding forward at full speed. However, this was not the end of this Hellenic horror movie yet! It stopped again at the slope at the Changi Flyover. The eternal curse of unluckiness has yet to be lifted off from our bus. This time the bus had stopped, stopped its own flow of time, stopped its own flow of life and its time was over. Having life drained out of it, this chunk of metal became a pest to its "host", the road. We left one lane for the rest of the vehicles to pass. The bus driver then called the traffic police and this caused a 
commotion in the bus. Those f
oolish Secondary one's just have never seen a traffic police before have they? They were left "astounded" bythe beauty of this "elegant" police man who walked in limps, they started taking pictures, making the star of the day. Time stopped. I could feel every molecule inside my body vibrating vigorously as though trying to let out something, something like a scream to say " stop it!". It was then when the tow truck came, both the bus driver and the traffic police discussed something with the tow truck driver and they decided to tow this dead and lifeless chunk of metal over the slope and probably to try if we could "resuscitate" t
his worn-out bus, which wanted to give up on its precious life. There was this Secondary 3 guy who asked the Secondary 1's to calm down mocking their childish behaviour. Like being towed by another piece of metal was such an "amazing" thing! When we got off the slope the bus driver tried as hard as he could to "resurrect" his dead "companion" however to no avail. It was then when a good Samaritan offered a ride on his bus to our school and so he did! I hereby thank that uncle and the we were saved from our disciplinary master!
I got to go sleep now, good night!
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The cycle of life ends