My Camera.

I realised that I take very few photos of my own family and closer friends. Perhaps I have taken them for granted; perhaps there isn't a need for an intrusive camera when it comes to the people closest to us, for we are comfortable doing the most mundane of things and still be happy about it.

Suddenly I see my camera with a whole new perspective.

It has been my shield, for me to hide behind the lens or to just wander away when a conversation died.

It has been my conversation starter, as I take photos of acquaintances so as to have something to show and talk about.

It has been my toy, keeping me entertained when there is no one else to do it.

Of course, it has been a keeper of memories, adding colour to many otherwise bland moments. Nostalgia tends to make memories sweeter than what it actually was. Perhaps I should keep it this way, yet perhaps I should maybe take a few more pictures of people who really matter to me.

Reminds me of NAPFA... but more on endurance...

MT basic course physical test was this morning. It has been quite some time since I have been tested instead of me administering tests/exams to others. Got to say that it is refreshing and nostalgic to be able to concentrate on doing what needs to be done instead of keeping an eye and evaluating the others for a change, and since it is a physical test and not a written one, the stress level is actually even less if not there. Just do the usuals lor... not that hard what, nothing to memorise etc.

4 testees, 2 males 2 females, a battery of basic kicks and techniques on top of general conditioning comprising of jogs, skipping and muscle condition exercises. I was the oldest... haven't been training for the past 2 weeks but think I didn't fare too badly for the conditioning part. :P Hehe... but can't say that for my technique and all, still feels unsmooth in comparison to the other testees. Oh wells, it is over for now. The Jakarta weather however outdid me, had a dehydration induced headache again and got to sleep the rest of the afternoon off, and drink and drink and drink and drink.

Still feeling drowsy... trying to will enough will power to get myself to the pijat place... hahaha...

Zzzz

For some reasons I sleep better in Jakarta. Might be due to the fact that there are less electronic applicances in the room I am renting than the one I am in back in the dot.

My body tend to be a little more sensitive to the pulses the applicances emit. I can actually feel a buzz or presence of a mobile phone or a blue-tooth headpiece or earphone if it is too close to me. Ipods and other newer portable devices that require earphones give me headaches, which is one reason why I don't really like them despite the superb sound quality. My sis added this sensitivity of mine to the already long list of features of why I am not that normal. -.-

It is funny.

When back in Sg, one is amazed by the changes the city is going through. (A new building/ disappeared building in 3mths???) Backup plans for everything, must cover backside!!! It is addicted!

When back in Jkt, I almost forgot how to cross the road, and had to remind self to be patient at the airport and not trust the signages...

So yerp, back to a familiar strange land, less distractions more rest, more concentration? :)
Anyways... Bandung here I come!

It has been a good day.

Bright sunny day; experienced dejavu... but was too warm to feel the chills. Hehehe...

Encountered an interesting taxi driver, who proved that nice people still exist in the small red dot; nice people with a quick temper and mouth that is, but still a good heart. Hahaha.

Met up with new and old friends; and realised that time has indeed flown by really quickly... and through these years, yes we have all matured and grown in some ways or another. Of course the process is yet complete, perhaps it will never be. Every decision a gamble and a test of judgement. Hmm...

Good to know new friends and gain fresh perspectives, and good to have long heart to heart chats with old ones.

It has been a good day...

I have taken the pedestrian paths of Singapore for granted for so long... Or in fact, most Singaporeans are guilty of it. It was such a joy to jog on in comparison. :)

My God...

Had encounters with this most unstable, petty, self-wallowing, self-righteous, egoistic, martyr-mentality, childish male ADULT. No doubt intelligent but disillusioned and therefore bringing in lots of unnecessary drama and free show for the bystanders to watch. Stupendously hilarious to watch as he goes on and on and on and on over something microscopic and imagined, fighting his own demons while hurting and repulsing people around who actually cared and then went on to demonise the people whom shun him in the process.

-.- Advice. Ignore.

Pulang Kampong!

Being a good sister, I will be lugging 80 packs of Indomie back to Singapore... special request from sis and domestic helper. Aku serperti orang dari kampong. -.-

Haha... Yerp, time flies indeed. It's vacation time again. This too signifies the end of my work honeymoon period; and also for my muay thai training... Got to be disciplined and keep up my stamina while back on the dot, or I will die quite horribly in the big durian in a few weeks time.

Hehehee... but oh the temptations! Carrot cake, lor mee, beef noodles, hang hie, zhui kwei, shun kwei, peng kwei here I come! Wakie and KTV here I come too!!! Lalalalalalala...

Backup plans.

我还不太习惯一个社会普遍口是心非的有趣现象。

信字只好往后挪；首先要靠自己，凡事要有后备。

One more step to the big 3...

Officially 18 now... 2X9. Hahaha...

It had been a long day of marathon events... was amazed that it got pulled off. School in the morning, went early for a stroll, packed stuffs, had school lunch, went to the gym, went to school prom, went to club. Was pretty smashed up in the gym and thought I would get really smashed up by the end of the day in the club, but didn't manage to.

Haha, ended up with a 'prophecy' came true as I had to keep an eye on friends who can't hold their liquour. Moral of the story? Never bitch about a negative scenario before things happen, (wah! later scarly i end up taking care of people during my birthday ah...) for it probably will happen. Heh, oh wells, my first birthday in the big durian. Am glad that it had been uneventful but still memorable. Huh? Oxymoron? Nope aint not. Go figure. :)