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Membawa Diri.

Bie… I nak pergi overseas lagi… I penat…

Bring me somewhere for our 2nd year anniversary, please sayang?

Making Do With What You Have.

At the point of time I received the LG Viewty Smart, the phone was not yet released into the Singapore market, and thus we did not get any accessories for it.

Knowing full well that I would need a tripod to record my video, I had a look around my room, grabbed what ever ‘junk’ that was lying around and in thirty minutes, managed to make the tripod that you see to the left.

Things that I used : A roll of duct tape (I ALWAYS keep duct tape with me, it’s a lifesaver), a box of which used to be the product box for my Puma watch, scissors and my Joby Gorrillapod.

I cut the box into pieces as according to size of the phone, making sure to leave ample space to cushion the insides with sponge (also available in the puma product box) so that I won’t have any scratches to the phone.

Once I got the shape and cushions all in place, I used the duct tape to make sure everything holds strong, cut a hole at the bottom to fit the Gorrillapod’s screw head in, taped it further for good measure, and TADA my own Viewty Smart tripod at the cost of zero cents.

During the LG debriefing, some of the other bloggers quipped that they think LG should have like tripods and stuff for the Viewty, and I cannot help but smile at my making do with what I have.

The point of me saying this, is that life is such that we most probably will not get all the things that we wish to have. Sometimes it is because of pure bad luck, or doors not being open, or in this case, the thing we want does not even exist. So instead of moping around and complaining, why not make do with what you have? Sometimes the results might turn out to be even better :)

P/S. You should have seen my setup to do the video recording. Ironing board, hanging table lamp and my mom’s bamboo poles were all sacrificed in the name of art wakaka…

Marina Sails.

Wouldn’t it be nice to live in such a place…

Where the lobby seems fitting for a 5-star modern hotel…

Where tasteful artworks and sleek furniture are displayed in perfect spots…

And the view that greets you when you look out of your bedroom is as such?

*sigh*

One can only dream, ey?

Ya Boy Dinneeyz aka My Boy Prince

My own attempt at HipHop speak:-

IS THIS GUY FO SHIZZLE?!

hahaha amacam baik? Anyway if you happen to know where i can catch the rest of his videos, leave a comment pleaseeeee! Thank you very nice :)

Darah Up!

And so I have abandoned my plans to hide in cafe in order to minimize costs, instead opting to have a lazy day at home. Seeing how last night’s family gathering ended way past midnight thanks to a private screening of Night at the Museum 2, I was enjoying a cozy sleep in (it was 1pm) in bed when suddenly a thunderous roar of motorcycle engines woke me from my slumber.

Apparently the wedding downstairs must be one between a Mat Minah motor, judging from the rounds of revving engines, tuneless honking, and the shouts of “EH AH EH AH!” that came with the entourage of tattoo decorated Mats on their bikes. Now, sounds like the Gamelan, Dikir Barat or even off pitch karaokeing from weddings I can tolerate (and even appreciate), but what these mats are creating is simply called NOISE. Bising lah begok, aku nak tido kau faham? Kalau handsome and motor lawar takpe jugak… Ni motor setotet-let, kau nak step buat wheelie ke ape ah. Cis!

Lucky the Gamelan cum Kuda Kepang group came along just in time to chill my darah yang sedang membara. Ok back to sleep hehe.

Minutes to Midnight.

Things have been happening lately in my life. I would have loved to be able to say that everything’s been dandy and that I have been constantly living in a perpetual high, but sadly that is not the case. The best part is that I could have been in that scenario above, if I had chosen to make the right decisions last year, last month, last week or even yesterday.

I constantly forget that the only outcome of choosing the easy way out is a fuck up of a probable opportunity in the future. If I could just find a way to remind myself this at every single moment where I choose to sleep instead of wake, stroll instead of run, dream instead of live, perhaps I would not have this thought in my head. Because then, like they say, all the stars would have aligned and the only entity able to hinder my way is God Himself.

I have got to stop letting myself go.

On another note, this coming Sunday is one that I will be looking forward to tremendously, one spent in the company of someone that I have neither been spending time with nor spoken to in a ridiculous period of time – me.

It has been too long a time, actually, that I cannot even recall the emotions that stir at the thought of a whole day of just idly sipping hot tea, watching life go by behind the glass cocoon that I have hidden myself in, as the buzz of the world dies off in a simple flick of a finger. In fact, I cannot even begin to place myself in that same atmosphere that I used to live off a couple of years back; the thought of it both excites and scares me at the same time – Will I still enjoy it? Will it feel the same? Will I be able to live for months again without it?

Things I will need to reenact the past scenarios :

1. $20 for a whole day’s stay at a (still undecided) cafe.
2. Suitable playlist in the iPod, to the likes of Yuna, Mocca and Zee Avi.
3. Something to do which will occupy my time and invigorate my mind.

Back when I was schooling, #3 will always be studying, or the art of trying to study – You know, when you spent the whole day flipping from page 1 to page 50, and at the end of the day the only thing that you have really taken notice of was how cute the guy at the table behind is, and how you are so fucked up for the test that is happening the very next day? Bet you identify perfectly with that.

But this Sunday, this Sunday I will be getting dirty with my MBP, and it is something that has been keeping me in lively spirits all week despite the several bad news that has been slung around. So if anyone has any suggestions for #2 (songs which will fit in that playlist) and #3 (great programmes etc to install on the MBP), do drop me a comment. It will be much appreciated.

Have a great weekend everyone :)

Pulau Ubin.

Recalling that the last time I went to Pulau Ubin was around one and a half years back with The Totots, I asked Kal if he would like to pop his cherry with regards to the island, as well as accompany me in my quest to take pictures using the LG Viewty Smart (thus all the photos in this entry has been captured using that phone).

Always being the supportive boyfriend (and who can resist a free pass to Ubin kan? haha!), we donned vibrant colors and headed towards the ferry terminal next to Changi Village after spending a bomb at Daiso stocking up on props for the ‘photoshoot’ (chey macam faham wakakaka).

So we hopped aboard the bumboat at the cost of S$2 (one way), after waiting for 12 other passengers who would share the journey with us. Yup, the bumboats at the terminal does not have a specific time interval. Rather, the Ahpeks will wait until the headcount is 12, and then head off. So if it’s a slow day, I’d reckon you have to wait there for 30 minutes as compared to 5 minutes on another day.

Grabbing a mountain bike each ($2 – $10 per day, depending on the make), we headed off into the hot blistering day towards Che Jawa. As we were there on a weekday, the roads were rather empty and many of the shops that were usually manned were closed. Also, the last time I went to Ubin with the Totots, we headed the other way and did not even end up anywhere near Che Jawa, so I thought of breaking new ground :P

After cycling around in circles (tak bedek.. serious salah jalan kwa kwa kwa), we finally reached Che Jawa after 30 minutes or so. Left our bikes at the bicycle park (don’t forget to ask for a lock from the rental shop!), and walked around the whole area of Che Jawa, from the Seaside Boardwalk, to the Mangrove Walk and to the Visitors’ Center area.

At the seaside boardwalk, we chanced upon a group of English tourists and noticing that they have a super duper cute toddler amongst them, I sneakily took out my bubble blower (Daiso!) and created bubbles in the air, automatically attracting the child wakakakaka pandainye aku.

Unfortunately I did not really like how the photos turned out, so… well, at least I made a new friend hehe!

From the Seaside Boardwalk, we made a turn to the connecting Mangrove Walk, where we chanced upon dozens of flora and fauna (wow so long since I last used this phrase! haha!). At the viewing tower (sadly rather badly vandalized but silly adolescents), we even chanced the above praying mantis looking for a cool shade from the burning day :)

Spot the Ancient Native! (Yeah see what one day in the sun does to my skin?)

Our last stop, the Visitor’s Centre, was rather pathetic in the sense that the exhibits don’t work. A quick check with my mom showed that they have in fact, not been working since last year. Hmmmm? Hello Singapore (Ubin? Haha!) Tourism Board, not nice you know you have things like that?

Suffice to say at this point, half the day has passed and we were so damn exhausted. However, I really wanted Haikal to try out the Mountain Biking Trail (which was at the other end of the Ubin hehe) and despite his hints to go home, we perservered and finally reached the location.

Sadly, I had a bad fall 10 minutes after we started (fell sideways off a slope, landing on thorny bushes which cut the back of my elbows, legs, tore my favourite pink pants and twisted my ankle, all the while whilst the bike was on me, so I have bruises on the front too! har har), and from then on we just cycled quietly throughout the rest of the trail with me trying not to grimace too much as I stubbornly showed Haikal where the Totots and I went the last time round.

Happy to report it was worth it, as I see Haikal going “weeee” up and down the slopes, and being very jakun at the correct places <3

As the clock struck 5, we slowly made our way back to the main Jetty so that we wouldn’t miss the closing time of 6pm. Had we been there a wee bit later, I think we would be in a bit of a trouble as by the time we reached the rental shop, the guy had everything closed and packed, and was just waiting for our bikes to reach. Phew!

Got on the bumboat (last boat is at 11:30pm I think, but don’t quote me haha) and weee!-ed all the way back to Singapore where we had our expected Changi Village feast :) Oh, much thanks to my cousin Anz who lent me her jeans because I couldn’t possibly go home with a gaping hole at the back of my pants hehe!

Awesome-st day in a long, long while! Thanks Bie for accompanying me in most, if not all, of my blog related events. Having you next to me and supporting me really makes everything worthwhile :)