Title: lots and lots of lost words
Posted on: Saturday, 4 April 2015 April 04, 2015
Posted on: Saturday, 4 April 2015 April 04, 2015
It must have been hell long since I last wrote a piece here. there is of course a reason. I took to writing by pen recently, into a book well customised by me (and plus it's cheap). And I very much enjoy writing into it. But that said, I of course will try to keep this sphere of mine alive as well, printer inks are rather expensive.
Day 6:
Day 8:
I promise a long post, that's if i don't lose interest in writing half way and have what you writers call a "writer's block". Yet, I'll try.
Many things happened in the weeks that I was gone. So so many things. There were several really close to heart issues which I do not intend to talk in depth in here thus, i'll just talk about...
Well.
Lee Kuan Yew's death had really made an impact on me and I was just very lugubrious throughout the japan trip which I will be mentioning about later on. I'm still running away from this. I had something written actually, but I still am not very much ready to post it up because it seems to make things even more official than it already is. Call my silly for being so touched up about it but i think the reason why I'm so upset about it is because I've yet to know well what others call a great visionary. Maybe it's because of my very eccentric interest of wanting to "read" someone or maybe it's because I really see him much more than just as a politician, nonetheless I was and still am extremely sad about it (I can't imagine his family feels).
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Recently I got back my results and what am I to say about it? Am I happy? Or am I upset? I don't think there were any strong feelings to describe what I felt upon looking at my results. This was when I finally understood sayings of how results are really not everything to life.
Having good results will only be but a fleeting moment of happiness and likewise, horrible ones will well, make you upset, then you'll be alright soon.
The results I got back has it's pros and cons but yet, I felt nothing about it. I wasn't particularly happy or rather, relieved. Or was I any sad about it. I literally felt nothing.
And this makes me really upset. Because, again, I've lost a goal somewhere, some place, without noticing.
How am I to find it back ?
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Remember when I said something like "I no longer see people as evil ugly sheets of paper" (along the line, same meaning, whatsoever) ?
Something just had to kicked that thought out of my mind. Let this be a disclaimer first though. I'm not subjecting this to every human being in the world but rather people I have met and because they are people I talk to face to face, this makes me even more annoyed.
I thought as people grow older they become more mature. I didn't realised how stupid of a thought it was and I was truly a frog in a well. In secondary school, despite the horrible school environment, the people at least were decent and nice. They don't do childish things like take the job of a bully or laugh at others for being themselves. They well, I can say, embrace others ?
As much as I prefer polytechnic life to secondary, the people in poly are really too much of a disappointment and this just makes me wonder. Is it because of my-what i dubbed horrible-school that made us very decent people or is it because "easties" seemed to know and understand well how to be a person that will not be described in books written about flocks of bimbos, jocks and nerds.
I really don't know but being in poly makes me feel as if I just took a step back in time.
Will the adult world be like this? Because this is truly laughable and well to some extend, really disgusting.
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Japan trip to Ishikawa prefecture(kanazawa) - Tokyo
I must say I was really happy that Fio came along to this trip. She made it much less tiring and disturbing and disgusting and boring and traumatising and disgusting. I think i mentioned that already.
I'll let the pictures do most of the talking because some things are not well authorised to be described. Images SHOULD be in chronological order, that is if my memory does not fail me.
There were not many pretty photos of me because FIO TOTALLY SUCKED AT TAKING PHOTOS but then, I'm thankful that she at least was willing to help me take them, although still suck.
Day 1:
Thank god didn't have much of a diarrhoea after having this fresh milk ice cream. It was pretty good and I honestly would finish it entirely but I was so fearful that I would have some bombastic stomach ache when taking the bullet train so I bailed it.
Dinner for the night. Was pretty alright and the food looked really pretty. But I think I only finished the fish, tofu, mushroom, carrot, and the chicken.
Things were pretty mild when we arrived. Other than the cold wind and weather, it felt very much like Singapore. We just spent the rest of the day waiting and going for the bullet train and then to our hotel at Kanazawa.
At first the room was pretty creepy. Well, actually no, Fio just creeped me out with her superstitious actions...
But after day 1 in the room, it was pretty much alright later.
I do have to say though, I am really really thankful, grateful and glad that Fio came along with me if not this trip would have been even more of a dread and I would have done badly for this CDS.
SPEAKING OF WHICH. MY TNS RESULT CAME OUT AS AN A. Like whaaat. But I am so thankful, at least all the work I've done did not go down the drain.
Day 2:
Day 2 was pretty boring? The pfu visit was just meeh and plus they forced us to be in formal wear when the other class could just wear really casual clothing... The only interesting thing that happened was going to that street in the first photo. Even so, there wasn't much. We only had less than an hour to take photos and walk around...
Day 3:
Day 4:
Minshouku(?) stay was pretty alright with me. I had no problem sleeping and all but I had problem with the cold cold stone hard cold floor... I don't really see it in Japan but in Korea they always had heated floors during winter/spring season. I really expected to see, or rather feel that but that wasn't the case.
I also had a huge problem. THE BATHROOM.
My god, why is it a bloody community shower. That's to say, I didn't shower that day hahaha, but hey, I don't sweat much even in Singapore. With it being cold, I sweat even lesser.
(there's more in my hp... soon soon, i promise)
Day 5:
Day 6:
Day 7:
Day 7 was the best day throughout the whole trip. Although we ended up two hours late to the hotel, and missing out the park we were supposed to visit with tsehan for sakura (which i am really upset about), the trip in overall was alright.
So glad that tsehan took sometime out to go around with us, without him, we probably would just walk around the hotel and what not.
So first we went over to Sunshine City to visit the pokemon centre which was kind of a great disappointment. It is probably because I was a little outdated with pokemon but yea. The streets before Sunshine City was just splendid and I wouldn't mind staying that but then after much persuasion, we decided to head on to Shibuya!
Oh wait, something really epic happened when we arrived at Sunshine City. After entering the station at our hotel (Osaki Station) we were supposed to get back our bought tickets at the gantry but dumb us just went on forward without any bother.
The moment we ended up at Sunshine City station (Ikebukuro Station) we were first lost as to which exit to go. After finding the exit, we thank the heavens found some of our trip mates. When wanting to exit we then realised we couldn't without a ticket so hahahahahah, we tag around with them to exit the gantry.
I should have realised something was wrong the moment the emergency exit was pulled while travelling to Ikebukuro...
After having some hard time finding sunshine city which was actually just right in front of our faces, I finally found tsehan and we just spent an hour I think around there then headed for Shibuya.
I was pretty glad we went to Shibuya despite primary refusal. The place there was a great walk and wasn't as packed as how it was before. I managed to get my things I needed but sadly and regretfully didn't get a pair of shoes, which till now I feel I should have...
Well.
Another thing happened at Shibuya. I vomited my guts out because I was so damn daft to wear a crop tee during a windy time...
Going around with tsehan made me realised I may be looking forward to other overseas trips with close friends someday ;)
Day 8:
And a Mixture:
As you can see, I got a little lazy with the photos because there were just too many in too many different medias. Thus, I don't guarantee that you are looking at the best. But here's just a little preview of what happened in Japan.
Love the weather but the trip was just a so-so one...
Best part would be the day we went for our own free time. It was pretty eventful with the wind, the people, the shops and well, me vomiting because I was so damn dumb to weather a strong wind day with a crop tee...
None the less, I really do enjoy my friends around me that day (:
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There is really more to write but I'll leave it for next time.
Going out on an adventure is definitely more important.