Not my day.. + car breakdown a while back

Reading TaxiDiary always leaves me with a heavy heart, and it saddens me that I can only say a little pray for the people he talks about, and not be able to do a little more for them. I used to volunteer weekly (my grad night meetings now clash) but I always suspected I never really got to see the full picture of Singapore's poor because those who could make it to the sessions were those who were