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Sunday, September 17, 2006
12.51 right now. dont feel sleepy at all.was out just now. went photo-taking. got out of the house in the morning thinking that there'll be less people, but i was wrong. but wait, i wasnt the only one who was wrong. i looked at weather forecasts on the net and they all said its gonna be cloudy or it might even rain in the morning. who i folded my jacket nicely making sure than when fit into my bag, it wont bulge out. so when i got out of the esplanade, wait a minute, the sun is friggin bright. cloudy my ass. ps. i was at the roof of the esplanade when i first got out. nice place. so anyway, there are tents put outside. style. so i went down, walk2. i realised that the number of tourists are indeed higher. the last time i went there, only a small group of tourists were there. so anyway, i walked all the way to clark quay nel mrt station, whatever it is. i was lost btw. found it by accident. it also happens that there was a crowd with the cops everywhere. the crowd are all holding on to cameras. there were three cameramen if i recall properly. dunno what happened, so i went down to the station.
mrts are interesting. apart from the fact that they are trains that are not moving on the ground. can you imagine a proper train, maybe a steam train, on the tracks of mrts. weird right. so anyway, why are mrts interesting. mrts are like the best way you can look at people, close up. not that close up ar, just enough to see properly. it happened many times. all the time i was standing beside the door. you go in the train, stand beside the door and in front of you is this good looking girl that is "your type". so, you get attracted to her, and then she drops off. or you got off the train. then you wonder whether seeing that person again is possible. so its like, cool uh. kk. that was crap.
so i took the train to dhoby, then to somerset. i forgot to mention that i was wearing a pair of jeans. i dont know why, but i decided not to wear boxers inside. but i did put on something else eh. so by the time i was walking towards the train station, MY KELENGKANG SAKET, MELECET! wahlao. pain sia. but tahan. padan muker aku. at orchard, there wasnt much to take. okok lah. there are bulls outside of the heeren, dolls wearing bossini clothings sitting on the roof of the bus stop, bright yellow flowers, trees with a red bark with white polka dots on it. and they have balls too.
kk. want to sleep oready.