Sure I complain, I complain about the guy downstairs who smokes by his window and stinks up our house. I complain about the education system which puts as much pressure on parents as it does children. I complain about the 20 taxi drivers that pass me on a rainy day, even though I’m waving my hands like a mad woman and they just ignore me. But that doesn’t mean I’ve given up. I’m Singaporean, complaining is our national pastime.
– Sense of Home, Ep 4
This must be one of the more stirring things I’ve heard in awhile.
I miss home… and everything about it.
His Finished Work 