We Could Be Tourists

Charming Bird Whistler by ~cheryl on deviantART

You know what Stanley really needs? He needs a huge loud irritating alarm clock. Even though he has taken my watch and almost made it his own, no he still can't wake up. Oh even with his phone on general mode. BUY THE BOY A CLOCK.

We were supposed to meet at 1000 for our arranged shooting appointment. At the end we met at 1330 had a little lunch then went hunting for rolls of film first.
Aliff was ironically full of optimism urging us to watch the Black Sabbath which I hoped greatly he was just fooling around about.
Stanley told us a horrible story of ants infesting his SLR which he stored in a bag and left it untouched for about a month or so. They crawled into the film compartment and left a nasty nest of white ant eggs, urgh! Later he realised he had dead ant bodies in his view finder and maybe even his lens.

We took a random bus outside of Cityhall and alighted in an unknown part of ChinaTown. We had a little fun walking around the shop houses looking at opium pipes, chess sets with Chinese war soldiers as the pieces, postcards, jewellery boxes and a adorable bird whistle. The number of elderly people who populated the flats which looked more like slums gave a huge sense of nostalgia, the ones you would only imagine at war memorials.
Places we visited when we were young; changed and yet a chimerical familiarity.

We walked on further out of Chinatown, we had to make difficult choices of going left, right or straight. The sad part about Singapore no matter how far you go, most of the time you end up at a place that seems awfully familiar. You get so confused at where exactly you are and end up making jokes that you're lost and trapped on this little island.

The weather was insane and I picked the wrong day to wear a black dress the only consolation I had was that my legs are free from tight denim.
Oh we ended up at Tanjong Pagar and we do not know how.
In the end, I only used 21 shots, I don't know what am I supposed to do with the other 15 frames but I want to get the film developed soon.

After that we got to VivoCity, shared Carl's Jr and then sat on the grass talking about Governments, countries, societies, new generations, UFOs, religions, conspiracies. We're actually a mighty bunch of informed kids and keep ears to the ground.

Pick A Pack Of Pickled Peppers

You should be picky!

I'm too contented with what I have that's what I most of the time end up with the jerks.

Yes, I have a dream boy but I always deem him too dreamy and non-existent that's why I settle for whoever I meet. Moreover I am often very unfriendly and rarely make 2nd degree friends so the people I meet in school are everything cause I have a reason to meet them thus they automatically become 'real friends' rather then internet ones.
It makes my scope wide, a little too wide so I don't know what I'm looking for, in such a small group of people.

I settle for the usual boy who makes me laugh, gives me warm physical (physical is different from sexual) affection, buys me ice-cream, likes routines and is happy with 10 dollars we each put in as our date budget. In short almost any boy who accepts me and claims to love me, gosh I sound as if I'm desperate for love but no my relationships are often long term.

I can hit off with almost any type of boy, here's top 4!

• The acoustic guitar boy who can serenade me any day into a serene daze. I would practically love any boy with a guitar as long as he doesn't play pop, mental emo and Blink 182. Even the boy who plays Cantonese Gentai songs is cool with me! Hahar!
  
• The Indie boy who adores Karen O as much as I do and grooves to funky indie dance beats while looking as stupidly cool as I do. Probably looks like Napoleon Dynamite.
• The gamer who loves anything with good graphics, storylines and activities that actually uses grey brain matter. I used meet my cousins every Saturday morning to play CS when I was primary five. I love RPG and action adventure games. I've recently been very disappointed by Neverwinter Nights 2 with terrible graphics. Final Fantasy X-2 is the worst FF ever, costume change for class change?! And I adore the occasional cutsy game which is still awesome and challenging, Guitarooman babey! I spent some hours in a week playing dota with my now ex, about a year or 2 ago.
  
• The reader, who I can discuss authors and suspense in books, making predictions. I like fantasy stories, not science fiction. I can't stand reading 2 chick-flick books in a row. David Eddings is by far the best.
  

I just stand the ah-beng, the fashionista, the evangelist, the skateboarder and the scenekid. FOR OBVIOUS REASONS.