I can't help but to reminisce about my black spec whenever I see this picture and it cracks me up.

...I went into the merry-go-round-saucer-like-thing behind Din's house. The guys were pushing it at high speed and I threw my spec at the center of the fitness corner before it flew to god knows where, since it was past midnight and raise the alarm so everybody are aware of it. But a friend of mine accidentally step on it cause he has high responsive acceleration but below average stopping performance. -.-

I kept whining and ranting. Nobody can comprehend how upset I was because I've worn it for 5 years. Don't you dare say it's just a plastic frame or whatever, you name it! Then your bantal busuk is just a cloth bag filled with cotton that's covered with all sorts of liquid that I could think of, which is a major EWWW. (Yes! I'm such a baby!)

Anyway, I was lying tummy flat on the ground for minutes till I saw blue pants stood infront of me. It was the men in blue. I must tell you this! I voluntarily told them that my my spec broke. -.-

So I went to work without spec for 4 consecutive days. Managers kept prompting me to tell them the story that lies within the broken spec which I refuse to answer, just to save myself from the embarrassment. For all the overwhelming imaginations they came up with, they chose to believe that it broke cause I was drunk. I'm fucking serious.