Cycling Trip at Pulau Ubin

[Saturday, 6 March, 2010]

It was the day I had awaited since more than a year ago. Gilbert and I talked about cycling at Pulau Ubin but we had never made enough effort to execute the plan. His friend, Jess, scheduled the day with her colleagues from overseas and also invited both of us since she knew we loved trekking and related stuffs, moreover, we were sporting.

I refused to sleep early the night before since there were many blogging stuffs for me to handle, putting aside the development of my new website for the time being. There were so many more things to be done, such as SEO, linking and advertising for all the existing and upcoming websites.

The previous time I went was donkey years ago together with my volleyball gang’s school. Even though there was no girl with us, the excitement and tiredness from all the hell non-stop cycling was the fun. This time round, I expected the pace to be much slower and it could be quite boring with any girl for me to tease during the journey.

Gilbert was late. When he confirmed with me that he was at Bishan MRT, I sat down to stone for a while for my weird stomach before going to the toilet for the second time of the morning. In the end, I caught the same train as him at Raffles’ Place, however, we were at extreme opposite cabins of the train.

We were late for around fifteen minutes. Jess and her friends were waiting at the jetty. I was surprised to see the changes over the place but it was nice.

The fee for a single trip on the boat was $2.50 each. Travelling on the boat was great for it gave me a carefree feeling. The seven of us went for late breakfast at $4 per plate and can drinks at $1.20 each. After getting a bottle of 100 plus each at $1.50, we rented our bikes at $15s and $10s for full day, and I saw not much difference to the two types of bikes which they claimed were for different genders.

It was not within my expectation to pause soon after we kicked off but it happened. I was quite bored at times at the pace. However, the slopes downward gave me the thrill, especially when I tried braking with the back wheel to give a drifting action whenever there was human barrier in front of me.

In the midst of the trip, I got to see a sweet girl in red but we took the different paths and thus I could only enjoy her back view for a few minutes while we were making decisions. I was expecting to see better sceneries and I was disappointed somehow. Overall, the trip was good but not to my expectation.

We left the island before 3pm and I took bus number 2 back to Tanah Merah MRT station.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

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Waste My Time

[Friday, 5 March, 2010]

I was much relieved on the Friday morning for the three hectic days were over. The approaching of the weekends delighted me.

It was the last day of school for the year 2 students and I joined Alex and Kumar in their movie – Saving Private Ryan. For as much as I wanted to catch it, it had been donkey years and I finally finished it after missing the first part and having interruption. I managed to help Joey to debug her website; however, she did not seem to understand the reason Mr Baey did not want to spoon feed the class.

I picked up the call from Jingkun during lunch time and I went down with Daniel to meet him. We took two cars to IMM and securing a place in the open air carpark, we realised Dorothy and Mei Hoe had changed their minds to go down to Jack’s Place at Clementi Recreational Centre. We made the way down. I would really prefer the food from Swenson and Fish & Co. after that, since Dorothy hurried Mei Hoe back to office. Jingkun went off by himself and I followed Daniel to settle some bills at the Hong Leung bank.

I met boss after 2pm when I was hurrying back for my haircut appointment. He gave me a lift since he was on his way to the headquarter. I requested him to drop me at Dover instead of Clementi because it was a good chance to chat with him even though he was already late for a meeting for around twenty-five minutes.

My mum’s false news caused me to make a wrong detour before I had my hair trimmed. Before that, Jasmine promised me to get back to me before 4.30pm regarding the time to meet for dinner. It was 4.45pm and I messaged her that I was going to take a nap. An hour later, I woke up to tell her to meet another time since she was too busy having fun with her friends.

At around 10pm, she pissed me off furthermore by asking me out for dinner together with her stalking desperate friend who had been irritating me on my phone. I had enough of friends who did not show respect to me.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

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A Fearful Day Ended Smoothly

[Thursday, 4 March, 2010]

I struggled hard on the latter day of the week to open my eyes. The usual stomach problem continue to terrorise my morning. I wanted to give Afni a good rest on her throat and thus, I continued with the lesson as per normal to maximise the learning experience of the Tanglin kids. I was more than overjoyed to have a small group of students because it was much easier to control them even if they were rebellious.

Upon arriving at the campus, we met Joy who brought us to “dead end” to join Eunice and Magdalene. I had a plate of chicken cutlet because of the suffer at City Square Mall the previous Friday that I wanted to try a decent one.

Back to the office, there was not much time left for me to do anything before going down to the multipurpose hall for a boring job. I went down earlier to check it out. It was a new experience though I was very disgusted of the fact that I was put there without knowing what to do. Alas, I struggled through the last task of the hateful and fearful Thursday.

I was typing an email to address a major problem and Emily called to inform me that she was going to submit her project. I waited for her and luckily she was in time to catch Joy who was leaving to drop us at the MRT station.

As usual, I dozed off after reaching home.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

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Hate Next Wednesday as well

[Wednesday, 3 March, 2010]

I started off the day with the usual EIP workshop, however, this time was different since I was working with Bernard. We were quite lucky that the students were even better than the group who came the day before.

We had lunch at the nearby coffee shop where I dined with Eunice previously and had a long chat.

It was a moody day for me due to the news of an additional class for the next Wednesday, and therefore, I hated Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday for both weeks.

Dozing off in the evening was one of the worst things I had always been doing.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

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Hate Work and New Record for Jog Timing

[Tuesday, 2 March, 2010]

The morning disaster started but I had already resigned to fate and my promise. My stomach was unwell. Afni was late due to her daughter and I struggled alone like usual at Bukit Batok in the early morning. It was still better than last Thursday though. Afni had more initiative and thus, lightened my burden.

She was bothered by work and I grumbled too about mine. Money could never buy the lost of my happiness. We dined in Clementi campus for lunch.

Back in office, my initial plan was to work out the list of my projects done for Diana to write a recommendation letter for me so that I could go for job interview soon, however, I checked my phone to see my usual same detest.

I thought it was not so bad after all and decided to step into the class earlier but it turned out more than half of them were there. Instead of doing my stuffs while babysitting them, I spent most of the time on debugging for their projects. They would never realise for now that having to debug alien’s coding was tougher than debugging own’s coding.

The class dragged on and when I reached office, Mei Hoe was not around and thus, I could not go for ice-kachang near my place with her, which she wanted to have it with me since long ago. There was exchanges of words between Joy, Weitat and I and I soon realised I was quite late for my planned jog since the trekking at Bukit Timah Hill for the next day was cancelled. I walked alone to the MRT station to squeeze with all the impolite people.

Reaching home after 6pm was a turn-off. I started up my station as usual to clear emails while I hesitated whether to leave my house in the raining day. Alas, I set off at around 7.15pm, setting the record for the latest time I departed for jog.

Timing for first trip was satisfactory. Marina Barrage was quite empty except for a couple of groups of youngsters making noises. I gave up chasing the 8.15pm bus since I doubted resting for fifteen minutes alone was enough to make my return trip. Before I set off at 8.45pm, I realised the cars parking at the main entrance were moving off and a group of people, probably ministers or some big shots, started boarding the cars.

I was quite disappointed that I could not break the eighteen minutes timing on the return trip, having to lag behind for a few seconds. Nevertheless, I had broken my own record again.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

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Finished SYOG “Letters” Consolidation Fast

[Monday, 1 March, 2010]

On Monday, I was refreshed since I had enough sleep during the weekends, even though I struggled till late hour the night before with my website. However, I started feeling the sharp pain on the joint at my right arm as well, making me a total handicap.

I started off my day by consolidating another set of SYOG “letters” for Joy, and transferring all the gathered ones into PowerPoint slides. I was quite amazed with my pace of work.

During lunch, I joined Mei Hoe and Dorothy at “dead end” where I had a plate of wantan noodle. Both of them had endless reflections as usual. Halfway through our lunch, Weitat called and I regretted not trying to contact him earlier despite we thought he was going to settle his lunch on his own.

I concentrated too much on my own work and forgot the time to knock off. Joy returned and I waited for her for quite a long time before she gave me a lift to the MRT station. Since it was already late and that my arms were still giving me problems, I dropped the idea of my jog to Marina Barrage.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

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Friend as Spare Tyre

A person would usually neglect her friends slowly when she is indulging in being pursued or in love.

There has not been anyone who can manage to prove this fact wrong.

She would only bother to talk to you when she falls from her temporary happiness. She feels lonely or needs someone to console her.

Perhaps, there is no forever-close-friendship between a girl and a guy, but love.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

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