399; buona vista mrt
walking from buona vista mrt back home always sets me thinking about ... stuff. a lot of stuff. i think about people, i think about things, things that have happened during the day, things that have passed, things that will happen, things that people say, things that i miss. then i walk very slow. very very slow. even slower than when i've got a wart. btw it feels really good to be walking on all five of my toes now.
anyway, my family happened to drive along commonwealth ave, north buona vista road, south buona vista road, alexandra road, telok blangah road, west coast road, jurong town hall road, pasir panjang road, ... all in one single day. sets me in the very very very very nostalgic mood sometimes. doesn't help when there're always cyclists everywhere. then i start to stare at their bikes and stare at them cycling. that day i saw this really good cyclist who cycled along a very congested road without doing-a-peiyit. tomorrow is the 3rd weekend w/o recce. haha cannot emo. >(
today i took the train with renice from woodlands to cityhall to meet up with the girls. hahaha two of us had the most absurd conversations evvvveeerrrrrr i can't believe we told each other so many things.
happy birthday renice clarisse (:
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anyway charlton told me this, which is quite meaningful haha.
"don't do the wrong thing even if everyone is doing it; do the right thing even if you are the only one doing it"
should do the right thing and go and slp now. okay byebye.
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