Wednesday, June 07, 2006
auralorgasm:: Nada Surf - If You Leave (OMD Cover)
This isn't child porn, although it looks very much like it.
Yep, I'm enlisting in about 24 hours and I haven't prepared my stuff or done anything yet. The only constructive thing I've done in preparation was to do abit of running and God knows how that's gonna help me.
I'm fucked to no end.
Heidi and Peter (Vietnam remix)
Sigh, I guess after you fall into a ricefield and emerge covered with cowdung and mud, your perspective of life changes and you realise that everything is as permanent as the mud on the seat of your pants.
I'll post again.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
BACK IN SG
Alright I'm finally back and it feels damned weird. Everyone speaks english and no one is trying to rip me off (I mean, they don't have to since everything is already so expensive anyway 0.o).
We missed our flight thanks to the Vietnamese idea of efficiency. Told the reception to book the taxi for us at 5pm and he started calling for taxis at 5pm. Wtf. Waited to 5.30 before he finally got a free cab; almost all the cabs in the fucking country was busy. WE'RE TALKING LIKE ABOUT 12 TAXI COMPANIES HERE AND ALL THE CABS WEREN'T AVAILABLE?!?!
Okay never mind. The taxi finally came at about 6pm and we loaded up our bags, only doing a little detour to buy cigarettes and we saw so many things during that ride. A rainbow in a cloud during a sunset. Simply gorgeous.
Then the taxi stopped at 6.30pm to, of all things, really, PUMP PETROL.
KNNBCCBWTFBBQ. MY FLIGHT WAS AT FUCKING 7.05PM AND THIS DICK WAS USING MY TIME TO PUMP FUCKING PETROL WTF WTF WTF. (We were quite obviously horrifed, to say the least).
So we finally reached the airport at 6.45pm and guess what, the dumbclucks at the checkin point refused to help us. Just refused to. Nope, they said, and continued to act busy. Stupid shits.
So we missed our flight and was stuck at the airport with no money, no friends, no contacts, no tickets, and no idea of what to do. HAH. That was fun.
But we finally got 2 other tickets, one to fly from Hanoi to Bangkok, and another from Bangkok to Singapore, which cost us an extra 220SGD which just makes my heart bleed. But oh well, I hate Vietnamese.
I think the country is lovely but the people there are just fucked up. I met like maybe 5 nice Viets out of maybe 381936183947192 nasty Viets. The trip this time was really fun. Next, either India -> Tibet or Hanoi -> China or Australia -> New Zealand (where we're gonna buy a secondhand van and drive everywhere by ourselves!).
Shell 95 HAS RISEN TO THE PRICE OF V-POWER A FEW MONTHS AGO WTF. My bike's petrol tank has been fucked with, and I'm enlisting in about 5 days.
5 DAYS WAH LAN EH.
Sigh. Yeah, I'm back in Singapore.