Weekend. Tired. Good.

First up brought the car to the workshop to finish up the repairs. There you can see the nice uncle holding up the last part of my bumper to be attached back on. Then it was off to suntec for more yoyo-ing and chilling. I felt very lame and unstable so I left Suntec early. After yo-ing Hakim and I went to the hawker centre opposite Vivocity for our dinner. We finished our dinner and walked to the carpark. Which was a big open space with rock/gravel floor and surrounded by trees. We felt inspired by the location and took out our yoyo's and played in the middle of the carpark for a good 40mins! People driving around us must be wondering what the world is coming to these days!
Then Sunday started off at Zouk Flea. Where I got the purple 'zombie' American Apparel tee and the Rocksmith tee! I love good and cheap stuff! And after that it was a walkaround town which ended at Heeren where we redeemed for more free 'gay" slippers! I have 5 pairs now! We had dinner at Redhill Market. Piping hot fish head steamboat!

Black 08 888.

Time to whip out the credit card again. Damn.....

Goal 2010 part two.

Goal 2010. Nan Hua Sec Sch. My new school in 2 years time. Now to get workin' on it!
Today I went to Yusof Ishak Sec Sch for an 'O" level coursework sharing program with the other west zone schools. And among the other teachers there. I met my teacher. Yes. The teacher that taught me last time when I was in Nan Hua. I went up to her and told her that i was her student. She obviously didn't recognize me. Then I went on to tell her which year I was in and stuff like that. She asked me where I was teaching in now. And she gave me a heartfelt handshake and some very encouraging words. She said to me something along the lines of "good on you and congrats I'm proud of you"

It has been awhile since I really felt proud of myself in achieving something. The last time was when I actually did well and placed tops in my cohort while graduating from Lasalle.

Year 2000. The time I got high.

I can still clearly remember. 8 years ago. I was in Europe. That trip was something that I will never forget (hopefully). I was young. Full of hope. And ready to see the world. Went around England, flew over to Switzerland, railed to France. Lots of things were embedded in my head during these 3 weeks.

I bought my first pair of 'Limited Edition" sneakers in a UK store only release. It was a pair of Addidas. Y2K edition. A pair I saw 'MOBY' wear on some MTV that I knew I just needed to have. Guess that started my obsession with shoes.

Saw the way people on the other end of the world lived. So different compared to how I'm livng mine now as a working adult. They are simply so laid back. Things still moved on. Life was good. But then again I'm comparing countries with thousands of years civilization/culture history to our litle red dot's forty odd years. I began to see life more of a fun thing. We should always be happy doing things we ought to do. And not force ourselves unless totally neccesary.

One thing that happened to me in Paris was one that I would like to feel again. Being on top of the Eiffel Tower. The sheer majesty of such a tall structure is astounding. I'm sure many have been on the tower. But I'm not sure if they felt the way I did. I was high up. Away from everything. So high nothing could touch me. I felt liberated. Free from everything and anything that I knew in my life. And on top of that. I was a million miles from home. (not literally of course).

Now we have our very own. The Singapore flyer. I honestly think that it is cool. Very very cool. I love this kind of stuff. Now I'll be able to get up high again. Be away from everything. I will take this at least once this year. And again in a couple of years when the Marina IR is completed. I'm sure theres alot more to see by then.

I have an objective now. 2010. I want to go to France again. Not that I like that place alot. Honestly I hated it. The country was extremely smelly (to me at least). People were generally unfriendly towards asian dudes like me. And I hate eating bread. All the time.

But I really want to get on top the Eiffel Tower again. Almost 10 years on in my life. I would really want to be there again. Feeling that same feeling. Hopefully changing my perspective on my own life again. However this time it would be nice if there was someone else to be there with me. So that I'll be able to share this wonderful feeling with them.
Paris anyone?



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I need to ride.

Have not smiled till I teared in a long time.

I absolutely adore this guy. I guess his voice is where I started liking metal music. Cookie monster for new Cannibal Corspe vocalist!!!!

Sorry People.

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