Chocolate Bar, mixed nut, frm muji
so im gonna fly tmr... finally got a little exicited after i started to pack... slow night though.
got my hair cut today, happy wif it... now ive got mane.
11hrs flight... man i dread it.
ive got eighteen rolls of film... a tad bit crazy, but im rather trigger happy... jus hope i cna pay for all the photo dev.
still packing.
Friday, November 21, 2003
Tuesday, November 18, 2003
hokaido fair, shio ramen -$10.00
finally stopped slacking and gaming to start packing for the 10day experience of a different land. looking at my to do list i hav
- camera lens cover to buy
- buy a small note pad
- roll of film in camera to finish up
- need to check how long it take to make a passport
- hair cut
- read up on the places visiting
- pack up
- get travel letter
- find my old NIKEs
lots more.
now that the trip to israel draws near it seems surreal. first time im traveling alone wifa bunch of strangers... really weird. then again such wldnt be close to possible if i dint hav my mom... she sponsored the whole trip from travel fees to expenditure. my moms the best... she never once made me feel bad abt it nor did she request and thing in return. if there is any human being who loved me its my mom. shes the best mom in the world.
afew peculiar things happened while i had become too lazy to blog. first theres this new 24hr convience store jus below my place. weird thing is its called Mmart but also has all the colours and iconography of 7eleven. its great to hav a 24 hr convience store a stones throw away, yet i doubt the integrity of the owner of the store since, the bad piracy of store identity and i dun like his face not his wife's and not even his children. yea weird.
my frnd adopted a hamster a week ago. the freaky animal bit me 5 times over! i used to think these household pets bite only in self defence and once they find no treat theyld give up and start being nice. i thought wrong... this carnivorous little minion of evil kept biting on my flesh over and over! it wasnt painful jus freaky to see somthing soo small trying to eat u. stoopid animal! wldave squished it if not for the fact that it meant lots to my frnd. now i like all animals cept hamsters those blood-thirsty, ferociously greedy, little beast.
my brother managed to bug my dad into buying a playstation2. the power of bugging... is theres any one who noes how to drive my parents half insane thro various methods of bugging its my brother. but its kinda sad that he doesnt hav many frnds and the few he hangs out wif are not reliable pple... if u believe in Jesus pls pray for my brother.
met my pri2 frnd at a bday party. talk abt old frnd... alvin. used to tag behind him in jus abt everything, yet he was pretty cool since he never tried to take advantage of my incompetance. somehow respect him... now in ns and all. hes grown up an so hav i, yet i still see the same mannerism in him as i did so many yrs ago. the same jumpyness, that frequent pause in his sentances while he speaks (makes him sound like a telegram) and the same smile he always had that was always sincere and also always stopped short b4 the cheeks... it was very much like seeing a part of my life thro time unfolding itself again. somehow we've lost contact but im sure ill paths will cross again.
back to doin the necessary.
finally stopped slacking and gaming to start packing for the 10day experience of a different land. looking at my to do list i hav
- camera lens cover to buy
- buy a small note pad
- roll of film in camera to finish up
- need to check how long it take to make a passport
- hair cut
- read up on the places visiting
- pack up
- get travel letter
- find my old NIKEs
lots more.
now that the trip to israel draws near it seems surreal. first time im traveling alone wifa bunch of strangers... really weird. then again such wldnt be close to possible if i dint hav my mom... she sponsored the whole trip from travel fees to expenditure. my moms the best... she never once made me feel bad abt it nor did she request and thing in return. if there is any human being who loved me its my mom. shes the best mom in the world.
afew peculiar things happened while i had become too lazy to blog. first theres this new 24hr convience store jus below my place. weird thing is its called Mmart but also has all the colours and iconography of 7eleven. its great to hav a 24 hr convience store a stones throw away, yet i doubt the integrity of the owner of the store since, the bad piracy of store identity and i dun like his face not his wife's and not even his children. yea weird.
my frnd adopted a hamster a week ago. the freaky animal bit me 5 times over! i used to think these household pets bite only in self defence and once they find no treat theyld give up and start being nice. i thought wrong... this carnivorous little minion of evil kept biting on my flesh over and over! it wasnt painful jus freaky to see somthing soo small trying to eat u. stoopid animal! wldave squished it if not for the fact that it meant lots to my frnd. now i like all animals cept hamsters those blood-thirsty, ferociously greedy, little beast.
my brother managed to bug my dad into buying a playstation2. the power of bugging... is theres any one who noes how to drive my parents half insane thro various methods of bugging its my brother. but its kinda sad that he doesnt hav many frnds and the few he hangs out wif are not reliable pple... if u believe in Jesus pls pray for my brother.
met my pri2 frnd at a bday party. talk abt old frnd... alvin. used to tag behind him in jus abt everything, yet he was pretty cool since he never tried to take advantage of my incompetance. somehow respect him... now in ns and all. hes grown up an so hav i, yet i still see the same mannerism in him as i did so many yrs ago. the same jumpyness, that frequent pause in his sentances while he speaks (makes him sound like a telegram) and the same smile he always had that was always sincere and also always stopped short b4 the cheeks... it was very much like seeing a part of my life thro time unfolding itself again. somehow we've lost contact but im sure ill paths will cross again.
back to doin the necessary.
Tuesday, November 4, 2003
chicken cutlet from a store named wow wow west, at bukit hawker ctr
jus last weekend, my brother and i headed for ubin wif camping provisions and high hopes for our treck at the island.
frm the jetty, we trecked to noordin beach only to find it under renovation. another sad singapore story of throwing away thebeauty it has (previously mentioned in my design academic paper)... this time its part of nature. and since there was also this injured dog there, prolly by irresponsible singaporean campers, we decided not to set camp there and headed for maman.
the dog, which i now refer to as lumpy, had large patch of hide torn off the back of its shoulders. burnt marks cld be seen on its fur arnd the wound and flesh. i suspect, a mix of vicious humans, solid fuel, open wound, flys & maggots and lottsa unhygenic dwelling conditions responsible for lumpy's unfortunate plight. i felt really bad for lumpy, and quite pissed at the animals, no... less than animals, that caused his pain. he was a good dog.
lumpy followed us through out the first half of our treck to maman beach. heading the way, he wld stop every once in while to wait, while we "caught up wif him". finally he had to stop, jus outside the territory of another grp of dogs. i pray he will be strong and heal up his wounds.
a hundred meters frm maman, the sky gave way to swollen clouds and it poured. i hurried my brother, jeremy, to the little shed, where the toilets were, for shelter. there, we ate two of the five cookies that my wonderful mom had packed for us. not before the passing of an hr, did the torrent subside into a drizzle. hastly we set up our tent on the sand and prepared dinner.
our dinner was made of instant noodles, tin tuna (in oil not ketchup), campbells cream of mushroom, button mushrooms and curry chicken. it was rather difficult to cook in the rain, the process took over two hrs but the results were more than satisfying. we slept early that night jus before nine.
rudely awaken by a dog sniffing arnd outside our tent, only an hr after i dozed into nod. i sat up and it ran off startled. i noted its muzzle, wasnt lumpy.
my brother sat up moments after it left, i guess he must hav had trouble sleeping for the excitement of camping for real and being pretty dissapointed wif us not having a camp fire. the drizzle had stopped and i allowed him out of the tent wif me. we played wif candles in the cool aftermath of rain, and hurried back into the tent when another round of pelting threatened. i planted "jiamin's lamp", a little lamp made out of the top of a plastic bottle placed over a candle in the sand - first made by my friend on one of my other trips to the island, jus outside our tent.
jeremy cldnt sleep nor cld i, since it soon became rather hot inside the tent. i opened the "door" of the tent in hope of better ventilation and yakked abit wif jeremy.
we were quite surprised and a little afraid when we saw lights and heard pple; only to findout, to our relief, that they were park rangers. they were jus checking the camping grnds and jus as surprised to see us there... we were the only ones. talked abit about the horrendous renovations taking place at both beaches/campsites after which they left and we slept, again.
it was four thirty sharp, according to jeremy's watch, when the strong sea winds picked up. waves of air rocked our tent on all sides. inside, it felt safe and the winds provided a nice air conditioning to our little lodging. the same happens always in a pulau ubin morning and memories of many other previous camps i had made at ubin flooded my mind. we dint sleep any more and once the winds had slowed, i made breakfast. plain oats never tasted better. along wif canned sausages and the remaining cookies we fill our hungry gullets.
the sun rose behind us as jeremy went out to burnt up the rest of his candles, matches and a small piece of fallen branch. i showed him how to skip stones over the water while he played wif sand. finally we packed our belongings and trecked back to the jetty.
note: i left a small pack of pyro supplies beihind an island in hope to find it again. if u go there u cld try to find it, itll be like a treasure hunt! its a ziplock plastic bag no bigger than a 4R photo. containing a burnt can lid, a piece of candle and slab of solid fuel.
that ended jeremy's first camp at ubin.
jus last weekend, my brother and i headed for ubin wif camping provisions and high hopes for our treck at the island.
frm the jetty, we trecked to noordin beach only to find it under renovation. another sad singapore story of throwing away thebeauty it has (previously mentioned in my design academic paper)... this time its part of nature. and since there was also this injured dog there, prolly by irresponsible singaporean campers, we decided not to set camp there and headed for maman.
the dog, which i now refer to as lumpy, had large patch of hide torn off the back of its shoulders. burnt marks cld be seen on its fur arnd the wound and flesh. i suspect, a mix of vicious humans, solid fuel, open wound, flys & maggots and lottsa unhygenic dwelling conditions responsible for lumpy's unfortunate plight. i felt really bad for lumpy, and quite pissed at the animals, no... less than animals, that caused his pain. he was a good dog.
lumpy followed us through out the first half of our treck to maman beach. heading the way, he wld stop every once in while to wait, while we "caught up wif him". finally he had to stop, jus outside the territory of another grp of dogs. i pray he will be strong and heal up his wounds.
a hundred meters frm maman, the sky gave way to swollen clouds and it poured. i hurried my brother, jeremy, to the little shed, where the toilets were, for shelter. there, we ate two of the five cookies that my wonderful mom had packed for us. not before the passing of an hr, did the torrent subside into a drizzle. hastly we set up our tent on the sand and prepared dinner.
our dinner was made of instant noodles, tin tuna (in oil not ketchup), campbells cream of mushroom, button mushrooms and curry chicken. it was rather difficult to cook in the rain, the process took over two hrs but the results were more than satisfying. we slept early that night jus before nine.
rudely awaken by a dog sniffing arnd outside our tent, only an hr after i dozed into nod. i sat up and it ran off startled. i noted its muzzle, wasnt lumpy.
my brother sat up moments after it left, i guess he must hav had trouble sleeping for the excitement of camping for real and being pretty dissapointed wif us not having a camp fire. the drizzle had stopped and i allowed him out of the tent wif me. we played wif candles in the cool aftermath of rain, and hurried back into the tent when another round of pelting threatened. i planted "jiamin's lamp", a little lamp made out of the top of a plastic bottle placed over a candle in the sand - first made by my friend on one of my other trips to the island, jus outside our tent.
jeremy cldnt sleep nor cld i, since it soon became rather hot inside the tent. i opened the "door" of the tent in hope of better ventilation and yakked abit wif jeremy.
we were quite surprised and a little afraid when we saw lights and heard pple; only to findout, to our relief, that they were park rangers. they were jus checking the camping grnds and jus as surprised to see us there... we were the only ones. talked abit about the horrendous renovations taking place at both beaches/campsites after which they left and we slept, again.
it was four thirty sharp, according to jeremy's watch, when the strong sea winds picked up. waves of air rocked our tent on all sides. inside, it felt safe and the winds provided a nice air conditioning to our little lodging. the same happens always in a pulau ubin morning and memories of many other previous camps i had made at ubin flooded my mind. we dint sleep any more and once the winds had slowed, i made breakfast. plain oats never tasted better. along wif canned sausages and the remaining cookies we fill our hungry gullets.
the sun rose behind us as jeremy went out to burnt up the rest of his candles, matches and a small piece of fallen branch. i showed him how to skip stones over the water while he played wif sand. finally we packed our belongings and trecked back to the jetty.
note: i left a small pack of pyro supplies beihind an island in hope to find it again. if u go there u cld try to find it, itll be like a treasure hunt! its a ziplock plastic bag no bigger than a 4R photo. containing a burnt can lid, a piece of candle and slab of solid fuel.
that ended jeremy's first camp at ubin.
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