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Wednesday, July 23, 2008
22:08

wrung dry.

I'll leave eventually, but I'm just not too sure when.

Friday, July 18, 2008
20:40

If you're not too long, I'll wait here for you all my life.

I'm in a mad rush to put all the Japan trip photos up on facebook because I've this pet peeve; photos must be uploaded in a chronological order and thus shots taken post Japan trip cannot be uploaded unless those taken during the trip's settled! I know, I'm weird :/

Sometimes it does feel like I'm alone in this world. Who truly knows me like he/she should? I know it's partially my fault, I'm not an open book and neither do I have the tendency to divulge alot about myself to my friends or loved ones and that I choose to reveal only whatever I want others to know and all that. But really, a simple text message to show that you remember, that you care and that you love? An equally simple reply to the text message(s) I had sent to show the same? Is that so time-wasting and energy sapping? Or maybe it's because you dont feel the way I do. I guess friends at the end of the day are just, friends. Everyone has their own stuff to do, their own schedule to adhere to, their own dreams to chase... Pardon my nonsensical musings, really. But recently I've been more than a little irked and I've realised the more you desire something, the harder is it for you to get it and therefore the trick is to not anticiapte it at all.
So, I'll file the happy memories away like I'm supposed to. After all, they are nothing but memories huh.

I'm finally going to see my Grandma tomorrow, I missed her so (:

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WAI
Hahaha yes we went up Fuji ourselves with no guide in tow! Pretty mad, I know hah. But thank goodness everything went a-okay, other than the-kneecaps-and-ankles-threatening-to-shatter-part heeehee :D

Wednesday, July 16, 2008
16:35

Go, just go.

Ignorance is bliss, I say.
All those things, they were never serious enough for you to term them 'lies'. But to me, they all are and they all cut like a knife.

And these, belong to the bin now.

Sunday, July 13, 2008
14:37

NIHON.
(I thought I should write a proper entry about the trip lest I have amnesia and I forgot it all someday!)

Overall, it was an awesome experience, I guess I did learn alot. Backpacking with friend(s) and family trips are just plain different. We were on our own and we had to do everything ourselves, settling our own transpo and meals, plan our activities and basically take care and be safe. Thinking back, the hardest thing for me was probably the expectations that I had set for the trip. After all, I was the one who brought up the idea and later badgered Pok into coming with me heh :D I wanted things to be perfect for the both of us, I wanted nothing to go wrong, I just wanted everything to be okay you know, so there would only be the good memories. What if something bad had happened to Pok, I wouldnt be able to make it up to her parents, would I? So that was that. But my worries were unfounded, nothing went wrong (:

DAY ONE
We went straight to Kawaguchiko from the airport because that's where Mt Fuji is. We took a train down to Shinjuku before transferring to a bus and the former was surprisingly comfy except the toilet part; I was thrown from one side of the toilet to another. Our 1st meal in Japan was Mos Burger for an early dinner, breakfast in the plane and all that snacking in between was more than enough to keep us going. We did some very simple sightseeing on foot because it was after all, our 1st day in Japan (: tried to spot Mt Fuji but failed miserably because the clouds were too low that day I supposed.

MOUNT FUJI
Prior to Mt Fuji, we were being touristy and all, hopped onto the sightseeing bus that took us to this Japanese Village and the Lava Cave. The former was really quaint and pretty, I really do not mind staying somewhere so rustic but oh so pretty. There wasnt any extra effort put in to make the whole place so appealing you know, it was just the location I feel. There were the sounds of running water and the windchimes, the oh-so-perfect unblocked view of their sacred mountain and we were miles away from the snarling traffic.
And so we started our climb at about 1940 after witnessing the spectacular sunset and taking 398 photos of it heh. The trail got increasingly steeper and more difficult as we ascended and the icy wind stronger. The temperature was about 1.5C when we were 3 hours away from the summit. But the company and the stars that were out to play all but made up for it. I tell you, the stars were amazing! There were probably millions of them and at where we were, it seemed like we were so much closer to the stars than to the city below. We reached the summit at about 0430, just in time to catch the sun rise. It too was magnificent and we were so happy we made it all the way to the summit, just us, 2 ordinary Singaporean girls, out of which 1 hasnt been exercising since she had to stop training for her A levels last year, in the dark and freezing conditions :D The view was needless to say, fantastic! We got to see the crater too and took shots of it, albeit a little far away from it just to be safe. We didnt stay up there for very long because 1) it was freezing and 2) we had a bus to catch to return to civilisation and normalcy. And this was where my nightmare began hahahaha! If the ascending was hard, then the descending was daunting and extremely challenging. For the 1st time, we saw the rocks that we had climbed up in the dark the previous night and that morning. For the 1st time, we saw how unfriendly the terrain was. And because we had climbed up the rocks at a near 90 degrees angle yesterday, we now had to climb down rocks that had the same gradient. Think how it's easier climbing up a ladder than climbing down one. Pok didnt have as much problems as I did; she was a whole lot more patient than I was in tackling the situation. I fell so many times aye! My knees and my ankles threatened to shatter I tell you!
But you know, looking back, I'm just very proud of us (: I dont mind climbing up again but please please please let there be an alternative way of coming down.

DISNEYLAND/DISNEYSEA
Disneyland's such a happy happy happy place I tell you. Pok and I lost ourselves in the hundreds of cute and pretty themed shops! We took kiddy rides, ate popcorn, caught parades and took just about hundreds of shots. But I must have been real down on luck, I didnt manage to catch the supposedly ultra magnificent fireworks display both nights when I was there because of the strong wind ): I want. Disneysea has a more adult-ish feel to it. There were fewer children running around and we manged to take all the scary rides without having to queue more than 10 minutes for any. We were also able to walk around the whole park thrice just to catch whichever parade that was scheduled and then go back to the land we came from. And there were no sign of the Princesses ): guess they're not so big in Japan because the kids didnt grow up with them, they grew up with the likes of Lilo and Stitch. But still, it's the Princesses!

THE PEOPLE
I must say that I was truly impressed with the people. They were gracious, polite and courteous and their service was superb. Okay let's not talk about the sales people - after all they were trained to do it with a smile from the heart. The Japanese dont yak away on their phones or talk loudly when they're taking in public transpo, no parents yell at their kids to behave or else in the public, everybody keeps left on travellators and esclators on their own accord, they smoke alot but they dont do it in your face, the way they cleared their own plates and serving trays after meals at the food court and even at the themed restaurants at Disneyland/sea... Really, they made the trip enjoyable (:

So, these just about sum up the highlights of my trip. I'll go back to Tokyo again someday, to visit the Tsujiki Fish Market, the shrines and to shop (: unfinished business, see?

Thursday, July 10, 2008
02:08

God knows even angels fall.

I know, I'm guilty as charged. I'm just this extremely bad and selfish person who keeps hurting the people around me.

Sheesh.

Monday, July 07, 2008
23:33

Home, is where the heart is.
(I love Singapore!)

And yes, I'm finally home! Tokyo was great, Mt Fuji was crazy and Van was just simply fabulous but still, I'm glad I'm home. Pictures would be uploaded at a later date (:

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There're loads on my mind now but I guess I'll keep them to myself. For now. I'll tell the world when I'm ready. But just so you know, coming home to you was nothing special and you're just giving me every reason to go. For the nth time because of you, I wish I'm a nobody and I belong to no one and that I am going to convince myself that all's just a waste of time.

Maybe I can start by forgetting how it's all supposed to be like. Then again, I dont think I can recall much now anyway.

Draw the curtains please, show's over.