how far would i go

friday 9am. woke up to the fucking morning sky
phone said hi with 2 messages asking me what time to meet and where
replied with 11am kranji mrt stn.
washed up, put some clothes one splashed some cologne on prematurely dried jeans
packed ninja packed checked out of den
knocked door said hi to accomplice and took a bus down to mrt stn
waited for justin who was late. shame to the SAF.
got on the bus zipped through customs, checked out a few chicks and landed in larkin
welcome to cockroach city.

got in the car made a new friend went to have lunch. lunch was gastronimic, sinful anti-halal organs. thank God i was chinese. f.oed and proceeded on sidequest.

took in the sights, consoled myself imagined what my life would be if i were to stay there. concluded it would be truly asian.
bought mooncakes reached saleng dropped them off and f-oed to holiday inn plaza.

welcome to thief haven.
spammed the movies paid in hell notes f-oed and went to send off gerard as he had some shit to do.

new idea: should i stay or should i go?
fuckit.
i decided to stay

new doors opened, a new freedom found
bought tix to "new police story" 9.40pm show at leisure pelangi
went back to ambassador's place to regroup.

after an hour of training my PR skills, it was 7pm
time to eat again. went to taman terasek and spammed the food there.
the sugarcane juice was overkill
i could almost cry

drove around town dropped by the new friend's friends shop and nosed around
it was 9.30pm then
time for the movie .

movie was good albeit abit unrelistic. decided to have supper and went to some derelict place for satay and ice kaching.

it was then that i realised the importance of family.

looking at a family eating together reminded me of my parents
the times we had which were now but a memory
do familes stop doing stuff together as the kids grow older?
or am i just being too traditional.

zonked out went back to base and crashed.

saturday 9am. woke up to a different setting
no more sky. no more sun
just a plain white ceiling
realised i was no longer in home washed up and went for breakfast

breakfast was prata. in a different style. small but thick curry was weird though
ate with justin while new friend went to pick up justin's mum
mum arrived and we continued
dropped her off at the back with justin while i hung around with new friend

the duo returned later and we went off for drinks at this preppy coffee cafe. looked like ya kun and killineys' but it had a somewhat distinct characterisc of its own and respect to that.

11am time to say goodbye, bought some cigarettes and zipped through customs.
welcome back to the city of facades

took the stupid bus back reached home took a shower wrote an entry
zipping off to sim lim soon the night is yet to be determined
tomorrow's another boring day of patrolling at holland village

somehow i found solace in being in a foreign land
somehow i wished for a simple life

i wondered what it would be if there was this special someone who could do those things with me.

growing

many things have happened to me ever since the previous post
take my temporal madness for x japan for example, i could stay up all night just to wait for the queues in order to get them into my hard disk. something which i've not done for a very long time. somehow, their music seem to be able to dissolve the angry cells in me.
the zoo was no much different from the usual. after spending so much time "holding the fort" i decided to abandon it for awhile and take a walk outside. leaving the new kid wondering wtf did i go. i guess the saying was right, the leopard will never teach the cat everything. life is all about discovering, when you know your way around, i guess that's what they call "reaching nirvana". to me, nirvana is an everyday affair in the zoo. cos' so much shit just happens right in front of you that you are forced to gain it almost immediately by dealing with it.
long live the zoo.
i've sinned many times too. i hope my victims forgive me, cos' like everything that revolves around in the zoo, nothing is intentional-intentional, but accidental-intentional. you don't mean to get person A into shit, but somehow, after trying to get person B into shit, person A ultimately gets it. and it's not that i deliberately meant for person B to get into shit...let's just call it "paying back the karma"
i've never been so messed up, until i stepped into the world of NS.