Mar 08, 2016 13:53
Well, I guess I'll do a recap of what happened on my 5th day in S'pore before anything else.
We didn't go out that day, just being busy doing last minute packing and making sure everything's ok in our room before checking out. When we arrived at the airport, we applied for our GST and then went to the weighing machine to get our baggage checked for any excess. We were over probably about 5 kilos together with Dib's stroller so we had to take some out as hand-carry. It took about half an hour to get our baggage sorted to the allowed weight before we finally checked in and went straight to the gates. Hubs & I wanted to look at some stuffs and I managed to buy a bottle of perfume (which when I arrived home, didn't like the smell of it as I did when I sampled it, so gave it to mum) before we walked leisurely to our gate. About a few metres away, I heard our name being announced to we legged it and was berated by the security of our lateness (Our flight was pushed forward half an hour in advance). I've never figured out why they always push flight time forward when it's from Singapore....
Anyways, since we were late, they didn't check Dib's seatbelt properly (we pretended it was clipped tight) and my bagpack tucked away behind my legs, hidden from view (it was supposed to be placed in the overhead compartment). Or they probably just ignored it...
It was a blessing our row of seat was just us so we didn't have to mind anyone being disturbed with an active baby on flight. Before half-way to the flight however, Dibs fell asleep in his dad's arms (the time coincidentally was his usual noon nap time) so we could eat and rest in peace until we arrived Brunei. Getting through immigration and customs was quick since we were the only Bruneians (no long queues) & my sibs met us outside at the arrival hall. Trip was ok considering I had to nearly do everything myself so I deem it a success.
This morning I had to attend court to make a statement as a witness on a breach of trust case. I was anxious since the prosecutor informed me that the person accused will be sitting near and that I would need to identify him since I lost my receipt bearing the officer's name. So I brought hubs for moral support from meeting with the prosecutor before the hearing, waiting for my turn to take a stand and giving my statement to the judge as well as being cross-examined by the defendant. I thought I wouldn't be able to remember the defendant's face after 5 years but surprisingly I was able to recognise him when I saw him sitting outside the court waiting for the hearing.
I thought the guy would play hardball when questioning me but he was pretty polite about everything & even smiled and nodded as if I've done him a favour. Eeeeee D:
He's the 2nd person I'm nervous of though. The judge was scarier. He sternly put everyone in place, making sure we followed all court rules and used the proper wordings, from the prosecutor, the defendant, the interpreter and myself. When I was done (quicker than the two witnesses before me I might add), it was past two hours we first arrived so I went straight to the office and hubs went to pick up Dibs.