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Saturday, December 10, 2005 @ 8:21 PM
ubin ubin ubin First, I was enthusiastic abt blogging when I got home. Sadly, some technical malfunction occurred which resulted in an auto-restart. Next, when I’ve finally learnt my lesson, I was intent on saving a draft. Ar, but the gods weren’t on my side or any damn side near me. A blardy error occurred and I lost all once again. Hence, I’ve learnt the lesson between lessons today. IE can just fuck off and die and eat shit for all I freaking care cos’ mozilla firefox is like a billion times freakin’ better and IE which I had blindly trusted for years can rot in hell, for I am not caring a damn shit anymore abt it. My (blogging) morale is at an all time low after my relentless attempts to blog abt ubin ubin ubin and all the fun fun fun I had today. Now I look like a retard blogging, though technically speaking it looks like I’m typing an essay on my Microsoft word. Fook IE. met at tp mac early morning. since we were at mac, jvn and i had breakfast there. ji had planned to meet at bdk jetty at 11, which most of us found a tad too late. hence, we pushed forward the meeting time by 1/2 hour, which i must say made a difference later on. mex arrived last w/o attempting his long-sleeve stint like before at the bbq. the boat ride was my first to ubin, which was a first for me too. finally we've set foot on ubin. though technically speaking our feet werent on the ground most of the time cos' of all the cycling. We head off first to the beach, as we heartedly assumed that the quarry was just a big hole filled with ghost stories to fill up the gap. I had the privilege to notice everyone’s cycling behaviours and styles, esp wing tai. He was dragging his bike across the concrete pavement while most of us let the wheels do the talking. Weird, yes, I’d agree. Had our first grp pic, with some poles sticking our of the water as the background(which I was naively thought was those used to catch fish like that in the story of bukit timah hill). I was as wrong as I was not right. At a pit stop on some bridge, jvn attempted to shoot a crab (with my camera). We were discussing abt the possibility of the cubicle supported by poles in the water to be a toilet. We’ve finally came to a conclusion that the only possible way to find out was to check for…let’s just say, it had something to do with ‘droppings’. Also, we finally find a cold drinks stall which was actually operating, despite cycling by so many cold drinks stalls which wasn’t attended to by anyone. It was refreshing honestly speaking, just chillin’ out with your friends and sipping down on an ice-cold drink (lemon-tea in my case). We were contemplating at one point if we should cycle to some ‘german girls shrine’, but jvn decided otherwise. It was a rocky path towards to the fenced-off quarry, with puddles and mud and rocks and slopes and weird paths to take. But at the quarry which wasn’t exactly fenced-off properly, we admired the not-so-admirable scene, where the water was oddly green. But picture-worthy still as such opportunities to visit ubin were rare. We cycled much of the possible cycling routes, and lunch was next on our agenda. Ordering looked taxing, with jvn taking the reins and sorting our interests in order. Fried rice was fine by me, and expectedly it was enough for like 5 plates. Taking the reins once again, jvn got the others rice and omelet. Dave got some rice which he thought was necessary nourishment. It looked like 5 bowls of rice on a plate, though technically it was still a plate of rice. Shuantze took what he though was necessary servings, which differed from my definition of servings. Waiting for the bill took as long as collecting money, which seemed fit of a duty which jvn was obliged to fulfill. Reluctant to leave the island too soon despite impending rain/storm/downpour, we took another bicycle route to another beach. The scenery deserved the multiple clicks of my camera, and so did jvn self-proclaiming he deserved to be shot at. Literally speaking, I wouldn’t mind (joking). With me naturally, and somehow, becoming his personal camerman of the day due to my personal relations with the photography club, he posed like the island was one of his many other possessions. Haha, candid shot of the day. Now, the impending rain which looked more imminent than before caught our attention and gave us the hint to head for the jetty once again. The day ended with many jokes that were as cold as the weather (it was pouring, if I must add). Still, another successful s101 outing. It was fun definitely, though the last of few that have been organized. It took some time to hit me and realize that many ppl are leaving s101 nxt year, leaving behind many serious ppl. All the fun ones are off to different classes. No more incessant teasing from jvn. No more weird quirks from kian lim. Left w/o someone to comfort other than myself during PE. Yea, reality only hits u in the face when u think back on all fun you never treasured and take for granted. Feels like sec4 somehow. p.s: jvn, if u’re wondering where your newpaper is, it’s with me. Somehow. |