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Friday, August 22, 2008

i'm a zombie, infected and contagious.
fever is gone but the sore throat is still there. i was infected, but i dunno where or by who

being disobedient for the last few days. was doing research for yesterday's photo trip, searching for old rail ways in singapore, u know, that ulu ulu train tracks. then the search results showed attempted sucide on mrt. being curious as i usually am, i watched it. immediately regreted.
was browsing youtube's most popular videos of the wk section, and found a video clip which says weightlifting accident. watched, and imediately regreted it.
and i wonder why am i still sick... that explains it.

photo trip. i was well, sick. so i didn't really take any pictures. and my mum told me dun go, but they like very enthu about it. so i dun wanna disappoint them so i was being disobedient again. i actually forgotten the time which i told pearlyn, asha n gf. i was still at rp collecting camera when they reached vivo. but in the end i still have to wait for sta lab ppl to come back from lunch. grrr.

reached there ard 4 plus. tired and giddy. we went to tanjong pagar railway station and henderson waves. tanjong pagar railway station is like OLD. it was built in the dunno what century haha. but it is old. and dirty. but surprisingly the toliet is clean, maybe it's because of the 20 cents i have to fork out to get in grrr.
bcuz i heard the satay there famous, so we ordered satay and rojak. all the things that i couldn't eat, and once again, i was being disobedient, ate it anyways. the satay nothing special wor. 50cents per stick somemore -.-" kena cheated again. i still prefer singapore rojak, at least got pineapple.

then we went to henderson waves which is near mount faber. i regretted agreeing to go to henderson waves after seeing lots of steep steps. plus i'm sick. but we still made it up there anyways.if it wasn't for the " beautiful lights" asha promised, i wouldn't have went up there. it was a beatiful view though. then i was waiting, and waiting. until almost fell asleep. then i finally asked asha " when is it gonna start?"
then she starts pointing at the lights like above me.
"what?! THIS is IT?!"
i feel cheated once again.
i thought it was like a laser show or something.

they wanna ton there. i can't disobey anymore, cannot take it. i will either die of thirst or die of holding bladder for too long. don't expect me to go down mt faber and climb up again man.
so in the end we went to eat dinner at vivo, actually they eat, i din. carl junior.

"lost" my voice today. no la, throat hurts so bad, even talking is killing me, so don't talk lor. thank God for msn. but to my mum, haix she can't hear what i'm saying cuz i'm mumbling. i only speak when it is VERY important like what i want for breakfast HAHHA!!
ya, really must THANK GOD for my mum, cuz she cooks for me, even though she is working later. last few days i had to cook for myself lor. i'm lucky that i din burnt the kitchen la. sick ppl don't have a sense of time.

have to thank God for yesterday too, because i ALMOST fell like 3 times. and somehow i manage NOT to fall on my face, it feels like some1 wants me to fall but God is protecting me all these time. Thank God for toilets in every corner of Singapore, thank God for drinkable tap water in Singapore.


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