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That awkward Friday.

As some may know,
I like to stick to plans and have plans.
A pattern, a direction.

Without them, I feel so lost.
That's exactly how I felt yesterday.
Friday.

It was after school,
I walked down from the 10th floor,
not knowing what or where.

Normally right after school,
I'd be heading of to my weekly praise and worship,
Amplify Fridays!! =D

Unfortunately, the leaders had to go to a retreat.
So us unleaders such as myself, were like lost sheep.
Haha, exaggerating.

So I stayed in school for about an hour.
Figuring out where to go.
In the end I was invited out by some friends to go to a film festival later in the evening.

But before that,
I headed over to Anri's place with Alana.
It was kinda cool how Anri lived so close to my house.

Rio Vista? Sounds familiar?
Yep, the condo that I detest upon its construction.
Obscuring my view to one of the most awesome rivers and grass lands I used to have.

I never got the concept of condominiums,
or any private estate for that matter.
It just feels so, closed in and disconnecting to the rest of the world.


Well, that's my opinion anyway.
We hung around in her room WITH ALANA.
Her little sister was at home too and there was a poodle.

I learnt how to use a camera
and figured out briefly what the shutter speed can do.
Very interesting, I feel like picking up my DSLR and playing with it haha.

It was getting kinda late,
and Alana and I were pretty hungry,
too bad delivery takes up to an hour to arrive, so both of us just went home.

On our way out,
we walked towards the gate and the security guy spoke to us in Chinese.
I kinda understood him, however Anri and Alana couldn't.

So as most people do,
they apologise for not being able to understand the language.
"你们不同这么讲话语,不要来新加坡 la...." < Security guard.

Upon hearing that I was kinda furious.
Like being a "Singaporean", he should know how multiculturally diverse our country is!
Sigh, well he was old. Probably senile.

Had a nice walk home from Rio Vista to my blk 345.
Cutting through blocks and gardens,
visiting the vanished playground that Joel and I used to play together as toddlers.

Haha,
got home and got ready for the film festival.
And that my friends, is a story I pinky promised not to tell anyone.

God bless.
Bur.

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* Yours Truly Wilbur * ---- Saturday, September 17, 2011 10:31 AM


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