island life. love it.

Qn: why was the annual inter-school cross-country event moved to Sentosa [island life, love it!]?

An: so students and teachers alike can rediscover the charms of $3 iced teas, $12 fish-and-chips, getting sand everywhere, a monorail that's more believable as a a few six-seater rickshaws strung together and dragged along a rusting green track, mingling with Jappy and Cheena tourists in said rickshaw, the New Blazing-Hot-Fantasy-Carpark, etc.

in the usual disorganized-Victorians tradition, we were left to find our way to Wherever, and matt+pat showed off their anti-war banner everywhere they went. i was mortified. the P saw them and wanted to see the banner. somehow, they squirmed out of it.

i wasted three fucking hours of my life mucking around the monorail and the Southernmost Point Of Continental Asia. i did not purchase the abovementioned beverages and food products, making it a full 24 hours of non-nutrition that day. i tried to take some shots at Palawan Beach, to try and prove that i'm not completely useless behind a camera, but the damned Olympus failed me. i can't really expect it to work well with a damaged lens aperture, but i was pretty angry with the little runt anyway.

and all i had to do to gain free reign of Sentosa [island life, love it!] was to walk over to the VJC cohort [who, incidentally, were not forced to go] in plain sight of the instructors. i spent five minutes acting like i was one of them, talking to those i knew, and was outta there when some of them were moving.

i got back on the monorail again later, and was two stops past the arrival/departure center, when matt called and said he'd left. instantly i knew i was doomed to stuck in human traffic, and tried to make back to the center before the masses, but it looked like Sentosa [island life, love it!] was giving away Hello Kitties by the time the blue line bus pulled into the arrival/departure stop.

i had to float around the crowded mass-transit system for an hour to get to tuition. i bummed sandwiches and two coffees from my tuition teacher to keep me going [breaking my fast], but by the time tuition ended i was so tired i hailed a cab home.

funny how all cab drivers seem to know where Chuan Park is.

"This is the noise that keeps me awake
My head explodes and my body aches

Push it
Make the beats go harder
Push it
Make the beats go harder"

- "Push it", Garbage