Sunday, October 05, 2008
Just got home from a freaking exhausting day out. Went kayaking in the morning. Had to literally drag myself off the bed, cause I was damn bloody tired from only a few hours of sleep after watching United play in the early morning. Not forgetting I've been rather sleep deprived for the past few days since Promos ended. Couple them together and you get a zombish me walking around. Lol. Though finally being able to kayak did wonders as a motivation. Haha. Anyway, going through the motion of retrieving the dancer, checking the boat, collecting and putting on the equipment was rather satisfying.
After being away from the water for so long, I thought at first that we should just hang around the coast abit for today just to get back in touch with that kayaking feeling. But Zai didnt want to and we decided to go to Ubin for fried rice in the end. On the way there, I think he sort of regretted it. Lol. Cause we almost got killed by "Genki Johor", this fucking huge container ship.
The back view of those bastards.
Below, just for illustrations sake.
We were at the edge of the channel between Ubin and Pasir Ris, looking to cross. We saw 2 ships coming in, but they were pretty far away, very very small silhouettes in the far distance. So deciding that it was safe, we decided to cross. Bad idea, very very bad idea.
When we were in the middle of the channel, i was like "Oh. Guess what? The small silhouettes arent that small anymore! In fact, their fucking huge!" So i was like
shit, paddling for my life, while shouting at Zai and George to fucking hurry up. They were still like playing a fool, getting in each others' way. -_-" After paddling like fuck for some time, I thought we were finally safe, cause I could see some parts of the side of Genki Johor, meaning we were out of their path. But NO! That stupid container ship had to change course! Bloody hell! It steered right and came right at us! Wah lau! Then i think finally enlightened by the humongous size of the container ship, George and Zai started paddling for their lives. And as the container ship approached us, I looked behind and saw them right smack in the path of it, still paddling like shit.
For a moment, I seriously thought they were screwed. With the container ship charging right at you, and white foamy waves coming up at the tip where it cuts the sea, it was fucking scary. It was like seeing this gaint chopper flying right at you. Genki Johor was a few metres away now. Then, it happened so fast, and we all realised that it wasnt time for them to die yet. They made it past the smack centre of it, but only by a few metres.
But at the end of the day, we were all happy men. Not just cause we survived, but also cause we achieved what we set out there to do. We ate our fried rice, without getting ourselves killed.
Our fried rice. Haha.
Zai, probably with a phobia of fucking huge ships now. Checking to see if the Genki Johor was behind him. *gasps*
The old people behind him were these bunch of old chikopehs sitting around doing nothing, looking at babes walk by. And babes by their definition, mind you. Haha. They eventually got chased away by the shop owners.
Anyway, while we were enjoying our seriously hard earned fried rice, we spotted this super starved cat which was literally skin and bones.
It had this super nasty wound also, where its bones were showing.
Super gross.
After we finished up our fried rice and restocked on 100 plus, we left Ubin and on our way out, we found a dead fish. Lol.
Before we knew it, the sky had darkened and the winds strengthened.
We were in for a hell of a journey back. Seriously. I think the current, wind and waves were all against us. The 4 km paddle back to mainland must have effectively been 8 km or more. We were like paddling so hard but moving no where sia. Everytime we stopped to rest, we drifted back like a freaking long way! Wah lau! But nvm lahh. At least there were no ships this time. Thank god. Lol.
After a freaking exhausting paddle across, we finally reach mainland, where we slacked around and got in touch with our blade rolling skills. Haha.
AND I dont feel like bloggin anymore. Lol. Its been a long post.
Anyway, I hereby proclaim that planning for the Vietnam Residential Project for NYAA Gold is a pain in the ass!
"Suicide is a man's way of telling God, 'You can't fire me - I quit!' " - Bill Maher
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