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Saturday, November 22, 2008
A day which I had been waiting for...
A trip to Sentosa!
Wohohooo!
A place where the Brits used to set their military weapons such as canons and shit during the WWII to defend Singapore from any Japanese advancements...
Also to defend the
Keppel Harbour which is somekind of an important place for the Brits...
To trade...
or to have tea breaks.Apparently, the Japanese did not attack from the south side of Singapore,
instead, on the north side,
Woodlands, of Singapore where the British defence was minimal.
No wonder the Brits lost the war in Singapore in just 2 bloody weeks!
Now I understand why PM Winston Churchill kept complaining about the major blunders the Brits had made that had led to an ignominious defeat.
Apparently, the worst military defeat the Brits had made in the whole of their history.
AND IT'S IN SINGAPORE!
HAHAHAHA!
Made me proud to be a Singaporean!
Well, no offence...
Believe me, these are all memories which were put into the back in my head...
All of these were learnt when I was in primary school...
When I had no sort of interest in history at all.
And, I have to confess,
currently I
suck at my local history,
but extremely good in European modern history.
Ironic, innit?
Before we arrive at Sentosa,
all of us had to wait at a bustop located at the opposite of West Plaza.
Our plan was to take bus service 3,
get to the end of the line, which is in Punggol station,
go to the NEL station and take the train
again to the other end of the line,
to Pearl Harbour.
Fuck, I did it again.
To Harbour Front.
With the letter 'u' in 'Harbour'.
Yeah, about
Pearl Harbor,
I kept saying it instead of
Harbour Front.
People kept complaining to me,
HISTORY IS BLOODY OVER! O LEVELS ARE BLOODY OVER! AND GET OVER IT MANN!
Yeah... Well... yeah...
Anyway, Salihin was late, Dzul wasn't coming because he had a football match.
Wait, am I confusing you?
These were the people who came to the bustop:
Aqilah
Saiful
Lee
Atiqah
Syafa
Nurul
Salihin
and myself.
When we arrived at Vivo, at the top most level,
we had to wait for another person...
Ajan, Lee's boyfriend.
We bought the tickets and all already...
except just to enter, take the bloody monorail and enter to the WonderLand.
But,
we waited for him for about and hour or so,
at last, everybody was fed-up,
especially Lee,
and we decided that Qil, Saiful, Salihin, Atiqah and I make the move first to the beach.
OUH BLOODY WAIT!
Here some are the pictures I snapped in Vivo City:
Believe me.
I hated
Thomas and Friends when I was a child.
Boring shit.
Moving on.
We walked all the way to the
Tanjong Beach which was located right at the other end of Sentosa.
Bloody hell, it was a long walk.
We should have taken the bloody tram, mann...
Finally, we found a suitable spot, which was facing the sea.
Very windy,
not much sunshine...
Just right.
Wasn't in the picture anyway. Hehe.While waiting for Lee, Syafa, Nurul and Ajan to come over,
I snapped a few more random pictures using my mobile phone.
Believe me...
It was bloody random.
Finally, they came.
Let's spare the details of what we'd done...
Just let me list it out.
Ate fried Bee Hoon Played cards. Played some social games. Wash our feet at the beach. Chat Relaxed
Basic stuff...
Suprisingly, Dzul sms-ed me saying that he wanted to come over.
So I asked him,
'What about your football match?'
And you know what he answered?
'Cancelled.'
Moments later he came,
and just what I'd expected.
Being childish as always...
The only moment that he doesn't look childish was when he smoked.
When the watch strucked 5 in the afternoon,
we decided to head back to mainland Singapore.
We took a relaxing way back...
By taking a tram.
I was sitting beside Dzul during that short journey,
and then again, Dzul acts like a 5 year old child.
Ouh my god! The tram is moving!
Hey! It's turing to the left!
Hey look! I can hop off the tram!
Pahlawan beach!
Until the bitch at the front was irritated, showing her whatever expression so blatantly, that Qil and Saiful noticed.
Last destination in Sentosa,
The monorail station... and this was the last picture I took by the time the monorail reached the station...
Apparently there was some kampong on long stilts sitting in the middle of the blue-green sea that aroused my interest to take this picture. My most proud picture among all the other pictures, anyway.
After that at Vivo City, we leisured at Cofffee Bean,
and then, we went back home.
Sorry if my posts are a bit mundane... just freely make a complain or an advice like, OI! STOP WRITING BORING POSTS AND DELETE THE BLOODY BLOG! Thanks alot. Hope my services satisfy you.
I'm living in a cloud cuckoo land.
