We're at this stage in life where we reminisce too much of our near past, worry too much about our near future, are
too clueless about everything that can, will, may happen to us, think we know alot, think we don't know anything,
am confident about the wrong things, take pride in wasting time away, want too much but want to do too little.
Ohwell.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Forests suck
Typed yesterday but Blogger crashed sometime into the entry:
I'm home after a treacherous journey through the mountains and numerous flights of stairs. Under the HOT SUN, I could feel myself frying. Sizzling. And I'm in the fire proof and water proof but once heat enters you die anyway uniform aka NJ GREY uniform. Who says black is the colour that traps heat. I tell you, the colour that kills is GREY.
Through Fort Canning Park. I wonder what made me agree so easily.
Uh. So chunying (or soonying or chunkiat or anything lah) had to go to some dance association adminstration office to collect tickets for Ballet Under the Stars. Because she's the treasurer cum secretry of AJ's dance. Dumb right. Why should the treasurer cum secretry collect tickets at Fort Canning Park on an extremely hot day where the only thing you should be doing is hiding in some air con place and not moving a single bit because every movement generates heat?! GET THE COLLECT TICKETOR to do it lah! No such person then appoint. Eh, it's a position too okay. Tsk.
As soon as I got out of the MRT station, I suggested getting a cab to get us to that office that's for some reason situated in the middle of a park. AND the park in question here is roasting under the sun that is so hot because YOU YOU and YOU keep using plastic bags. PEOPLE. We should save the environment before it's too late. STOP USING PLASTIC BAGS NOW.
...
Okay I think the sun fried my brain. ._.
Nevermind. I show you pictures.
Don't tell me the scenery is nice. The point is the only people happy there are the plants because they get to photosynthesis. Or maybe even those plants are unhappy. I mean, they can't possibly make SO much food. So the conclusion is nobody gains from the heat that is so extreme I suddenly feel so much for that NJ Physics teacher who went to Death Valley for the 5-marathon.
STAIRS. STAIRS. AND MORE STAIRS. If I feel like climbing some hills or some stairs, I can easily do it in NJ, with the proper attire, that is anything but the fire proof and water proof but once heat enters you die anyway uniform. There are literally n flight of stairs where n tends to infinite infinity so infinitely that infinity felt infinitely sad.
That Taiwan kid probably thought I grew up in the fireplace.
After what seemed like 10 hours of treading along magma, we finally saw this sign that says
TICKETING OFFICE 50m AWAY!
Go! CHIONG for AIR CON! :D
... Right.
A lost chunying.
A lost chunying trying to find her way so that I'll stop kao bei-ing.
And then we FINALLY saw a building that looks decent enough. But then when we got nearer.
... Ooookay. But I don't need a battle box to kill chunying for bringing me to this place called The Oven where I'll be roasted alive and die with her anyway.
Okay so I continued trailing behind her and never for once stopped in my kao bei-ing. Till we came to this place whichwe she believed is the place.
THANKS ARH.
Finally! In the shade! :D
Just when I thought I'm nearing the holy air con, chunying has to reveal the terrifying truth to me that she thinks the office is on the second level.
This picture looks really pretty. :D
Then she brought me to the second level, looked through a scary door, and then tell me she thinks the office is not opened.
...!!
So we came back to the first level and asked the guard there where the office is and the guard told us to climb the same flight of stairs.
-fumes-
SO. We finally finally finally found the office. And while chunying followed some lady in to collect her tickets, I sat at the AIR CONDITIONED place looking at the very arty place. I love air con man. I love air con so much I think air con probably loves me too.
Anyway, the place had four walls of mirrors that's really really cool. Each wall had two mirrors placed perpendicular to one another and when you look from the centre, you don't see a mirror image but the opposite. Meaning if you raise your right hand, your image raises its right too. Which is your left. You get what I mean.
If you can see from the picture, it looks like I used my left hand to take the picture when actually I used the right. COOL RIGHT. I looked so much into those mirrors I got a headache.
Okay anyway, we left that place not long after. And when we came out we saw this place and I realised.
... I've been here before. Just that it was a long time ago when I went with Sokmui, Naomi(?), Jody and Ruth for Ruth's church event called crossroad. That was the starting location.
So. I should have known. THERE IS A SHORTER ROUTE LAH. TSK.
Which is why when we walked out, we realised there isn't any flight of stairs to go down. And we start wondering where all the flights of stairs we climbed went to.
Fort Canning sucks. I hate forests. Kill those trees and build more air cons.
That's the end of my hate the forest day. Thanks for bothering to read how dumb we are.
And anyway, I owe Weeyang, Wilson and Spiky a sweet each because they volunteered to teach me what they are best at. -hangs head low to avoid letting you see how doubtful I am- And anyway anyway, emma, you can't get CHACA because there's no H. Aim for something cuter lah. Like DEAD or BADDD. Then when people ask "How's your results?" you say "DEADD" or "BADDD". HAHA.
Update on my results. Got my first passing grade E! From GP. HA. So I'm really getting BUSEU huh. German for BUSES. Okay no, I shall not aim so high for Econs otherwise I'll be really sad. :(
And. The cloud wants to see my parents who don't want to see her because I've been telling them horrible stories about how the cloud can nag on for 20157198375 hours without even stopping to brush off the tarantula that has fallen on her shoulder. Nah, kidding. But cloud's still irritating anyway. >:(
(chunying had to listen to me complain about her for 2.5 hours today. HA!)
Bye! :)
9:25:00 PM because I say so
I'm home after a treacherous journey through the mountains and numerous flights of stairs. Under the HOT SUN, I could feel myself frying. Sizzling. And I'm in the fire proof and water proof but once heat enters you die anyway uniform aka NJ GREY uniform. Who says black is the colour that traps heat. I tell you, the colour that kills is GREY.
Through Fort Canning Park. I wonder what made me agree so easily.
Uh. So chunying (or soonying or chunkiat or anything lah) had to go to some dance association adminstration office to collect tickets for Ballet Under the Stars. Because she's the treasurer cum secretry of AJ's dance. Dumb right. Why should the treasurer cum secretry collect tickets at Fort Canning Park on an extremely hot day where the only thing you should be doing is hiding in some air con place and not moving a single bit because every movement generates heat?! GET THE COLLECT TICKETOR to do it lah! No such person then appoint. Eh, it's a position too okay. Tsk.
As soon as I got out of the MRT station, I suggested getting a cab to get us to that office that's for some reason situated in the middle of a park. AND the park in question here is roasting under the sun that is so hot because YOU YOU and YOU keep using plastic bags. PEOPLE. We should save the environment before it's too late. STOP USING PLASTIC BAGS NOW.
...
Okay I think the sun fried my brain. ._.
Nevermind. I show you pictures.
Don't tell me the scenery is nice. The point is the only people happy there are the plants because they get to photosynthesis. Or maybe even those plants are unhappy. I mean, they can't possibly make SO much food. So the conclusion is nobody gains from the heat that is so extreme I suddenly feel so much for that NJ Physics teacher who went to Death Valley for the 5-marathon.
STAIRS. STAIRS. AND MORE STAIRS. If I feel like climbing some hills or some stairs, I can easily do it in NJ, with the proper attire, that is anything but the fire proof and water proof but once heat enters you die anyway uniform. There are literally n flight of stairs where n tends to infinite infinity so infinitely that infinity felt infinitely sad.
That Taiwan kid probably thought I grew up in the fireplace.
After what seemed like 10 hours of treading along magma, we finally saw this sign that says
TICKETING OFFICE 50m AWAY!
Go! CHIONG for AIR CON! :D
... Right.
A lost chunying.
A lost chunying trying to find her way so that I'll stop kao bei-ing.
And then we FINALLY saw a building that looks decent enough. But then when we got nearer.
... Ooookay. But I don't need a battle box to kill chunying for bringing me to this place called The Oven where I'll be roasted alive and die with her anyway.
Okay so I continued trailing behind her and never for once stopped in my kao bei-ing. Till we came to this place which
THANKS ARH.
Finally! In the shade! :D
Just when I thought I'm nearing the holy air con, chunying has to reveal the terrifying truth to me that she thinks the office is on the second level.
This picture looks really pretty. :D
Then she brought me to the second level, looked through a scary door, and then tell me she thinks the office is not opened.
...!!
So we came back to the first level and asked the guard there where the office is and the guard told us to climb the same flight of stairs.
-fumes-
SO. We finally finally finally found the office. And while chunying followed some lady in to collect her tickets, I sat at the AIR CONDITIONED place looking at the very arty place. I love air con man. I love air con so much I think air con probably loves me too.
Anyway, the place had four walls of mirrors that's really really cool. Each wall had two mirrors placed perpendicular to one another and when you look from the centre, you don't see a mirror image but the opposite. Meaning if you raise your right hand, your image raises its right too. Which is your left. You get what I mean.
If you can see from the picture, it looks like I used my left hand to take the picture when actually I used the right. COOL RIGHT. I looked so much into those mirrors I got a headache.
Okay anyway, we left that place not long after. And when we came out we saw this place and I realised.
... I've been here before. Just that it was a long time ago when I went with Sokmui, Naomi(?), Jody and Ruth for Ruth's church event called crossroad. That was the starting location.
So. I should have known. THERE IS A SHORTER ROUTE LAH. TSK.
Which is why when we walked out, we realised there isn't any flight of stairs to go down. And we start wondering where all the flights of stairs we climbed went to.
Fort Canning sucks. I hate forests. Kill those trees and build more air cons.
That's the end of my hate the forest day. Thanks for bothering to read how dumb we are.
And anyway, I owe Weeyang, Wilson and Spiky a sweet each because they volunteered to teach me what they are best at. -hangs head low to avoid letting you see how doubtful I am- And anyway anyway, emma, you can't get CHACA because there's no H. Aim for something cuter lah. Like DEAD or BADDD. Then when people ask "How's your results?" you say "DEADD" or "BADDD". HAHA.
Update on my results. Got my first passing grade E! From GP. HA. So I'm really getting BUSEU huh. German for BUSES. Okay no, I shall not aim so high for Econs otherwise I'll be really sad. :(
And. The cloud wants to see my parents who don't want to see her because I've been telling them horrible stories about how the cloud can nag on for 20157198375 hours without even stopping to brush off the tarantula that has fallen on her shoulder. Nah, kidding. But cloud's still irritating anyway. >:(
(chunying had to listen to me complain about her for 2.5 hours today. HA!)
Bye! :)
9:25:00 PM because I say so