Wednesday, September 26, 2007

I had a nice encounter on my way home today. Was waiting for the bus when someone came up to ask me a favor. Turned out he wasn't too good with English and needed directions. I soon set him on his way and he left with a word of thanks.

I really like helping people out, makes me feel warm and fuzzy like a kangaroo. And it's the little things like this that are heaps better for NJC's public relations than any expensive campaign.

So that's why I have no qualms returning Ms Phua's stony gaze, nor do I mind people asking me why I spent a third year in NJC.

'Cause I'm the good guy, and I really like being one. Narrative causality demands that I persevere and come out triumphant. And you know how the evildoers always get defenestrated or squashed by farmhouses.

It's good to be good.