bdo

monday was a weird day. watched kill bill 2 at home, and went to bugis to change my mom's siemens charger cos its spoilt. they gave the nonsense excuse that the new shipment of chargers are not here yet, so whats my mom supposed to use to charge her phone? hmm.. was supposed to meet shaun at "6 plus 7" apparently.

shaun : "eh shit man my S3's holding me back. fu****"

me : "er ok i'll just wait for you, i'll go walk around"

from bugis i walked to bras brasah. picked up 3 books for 3 bucks from the many second hand bookstores there. great buy! time : 1800

walked to bata at peninsula plaza and developed my photos at konata. time : 1845

walked to the adelphi and gazed at the turntable thats due to be mine. time : 1915

walked to the padang and realized that singapore's really pretty at sunset. i looked right and saw the victoria concert hall and the backdrop of the CBD. i looked left and saw the towering suntec city and its surroundings. directly in front was of cos the esplanade. never seen singapore like this before. accompanied with nothing but the slight breeze, felt fantastic. time : 1930

walked to the esplanade via the underpass and glanced over the photo exhibits pasted on the walls.. headed straight to RETROspective. spoke to the shopkeeper about pro-ject turntables and tube amplifiers. figured i could get the whole works up and running under 1k. enticing. time : 2015 and shaun's not done yet!

gave him a call and found out its way too late...

walked up to the library at esplanade and they have a fabulous array of books and cds! borrowed 2 : frank sinatra autobio, and the history of jazz. saw this entire section of videos on dance and picked a few titles. only to find that you have to be a premium member to borrow videos. premium?! 21 bucks a year. nah its ok.

time : 2100

a lil bit of time left.

walked up to the newly renovated sky garden and reminicised about the times of yesteryear. 2002. the time of studying for A's with serene. when the library just opened and belonged to us. only us. the sky garden was just a roof with uneven stabs of stone and it belonged to us. only us. at that time, it didn't matter. the breeze was the same, the skyline was the same, the memories were the same and they belonged to us. only us. something seemed amiss. someone.