Tuesday, September 29, 2009

falling sick

falling sick in a foreign country is not fun at all. somehow i think my body reacts to being away from home. especially at abt the 1 month mark. i remember in Copenhagen, it was about the same time tt i had a major one and then on, seems like i develop the antibodies to go against the germs in a certain country. and it was exactly the same shit, out of no reason at all, my body just goes like aching, with my bowels also joining in the fun of mocking at me. i have a severe headache, restlessness, muscleache, feel feverish and need to lie on bed...
i wonder if the pain they are describing when u get a disease when you are old is of such sorts. if it is, i guess i can understand why some of them really wana end their lives prematurely... its just this irritating pain in a part of your body that u cant seem to identify. oh my. i hope i wake up feeling better tmr coz tmr's like orientation class marking attendance and briefing abt the course. i need to be there to see if i really do wana take the class. haha.
sch has officially started, but it seems like the equation for exchange students has once again left me behind. and i dont understand why its always the case. back in cph, i wasnt staying in a student's dorm and thus didnt really interact much with those pple at the dorms. but it was a gd experience nevertheless. less european friends, more asian friends i guess.
the same here, now that i am in this JAL hostel, of which i have not made a single friend out of, (can u believe it?) i come home on a reflective journey everyday, fighting my way thru the jostling crowd of tokyo plugged in to my ipod. so far, i've sometimes been reading, watching movies and just simply sleeping like a tokyo-jin on those journeys. gd and bad lah. the amt i have to walk a day. haha.
constantly on my mind is, how can i make life better for myself? in terms of getting better deals on the subway, etc.

Friday, September 25, 2009

i believe

寂しくて 言葉も出ない こんな夜は
君の笑顔 抱きしめ眠ろう
ふたりなら どしゃ降りの雨 凍える朝
手をつないで きっと歩ける そばで

I believe 消えかけた あの日の夢
いつでも 手をかざし守る
忘れない

When I'm feeling small
When it's cold outside
I don't know who I should believe
And when I needed someone special just by my side
Who was there?
I believe
Someday I will love someone who's by my side
Oh someday, my special one will come alone
I pray everyday

I believe 消えかけた あの日の夢
いつでも 手をかざし守る

So I believe もしも風に ふるえている時は
二人で探そう
日の射す場所
Someday I will love
Someone who's by my side
Oh someday, oh someday
I keep on praying everyday

movie book

everytime i finish a series, a gd movie or a book, i'd always have some revelations. today, i simultaneously finished a drama series and a thick book. i'm filled with so much to off load i dont know how to. feel so stressed just to type it out. i finished 'overtime', a jap drama tt was pretty hot in singapore 10 yrs ago. i started to watch it again in the name of improving jap. and it was in a way disastrous. but i guess its normal soap opera. guys likes girl. heard fr someone tt she loves him but feels tt she will want to live with another guy who she also likes and is more dependable. in her dilemma, he became a bastard, and made her leave him just to help her decide on her xing fu. in the end, the girl left with the dependable doctor, leaving him behind. he was a photographer and published a series of photo albums with backviews as theme. last page of it was her back view when she left on tt fateful day, and saying: dedicated to the most impt fren in my life, Natsuki.

i actually teared in that final scene. even tho i know wat was to come since i've watched it so long ago.

sometimes i think we like to dramatice our lives. its a self reinforcing... its like we watch drama, we dramatice, our lives become like the dramas... so dramas become these little realities in life.

the other huge revelation, in contrast to this lovey dovey soap opera is actually LKY's memoirs. i am secretly amazed that i could be so geeky as to finish it in the 2 weeks i am here in japan. its like almost 800 pages... i dont think i 've ever read such a thick book cover to cover in my entire life.

in it, i got a deep understanding of so many things that was relevant to me that was a result of this man's doing!

from army training areas in ROC and Brunei to our CEP in the army and civil service, to Shell's 'helicopter' framework of assessing pple in the civil service and etc.

I feel like I have heard all of this from him, since its written in the 1st person's narrative. its like watching a Forest Gump kind of show. in it, its all abt his dealings with all the leaders of the different countries and he would go down to describign in detail whether they were forthcomign etc. sometimes i found it rather sensitive but this is LKY for you. straightforward, but always able to backup his opinions. I like this style. and anyway, so its abt describing them and his experiences in detail, detailing his dealings with different countries tt was of impt to sg, like malaysia, indonesia, japan, china etc. and each time he is done with an era of a country he moved on to the next, since he was in office as prime minister for some 20 over yrs.. he often dealt with 2 or 3 generations of a countrie's leaders, and with each, ever often you hear of someone he dealt with being in exile, being in jail coz of corruption, or simply assasinated. its like in one of those benjamin button movie, where pple come and go in your life, with life and death just ever tt routine. i wonder whats on his mind in one of the many funerals he attends.

ok. enough of the amazement at him thing. i'm sure u get my drift.

humbling. kinda wana make me stand up and be involved in the country in a generation that takes this stability for granted.

a little abt today, coz todays' pretty special. i stayed at home the whole time today. in between i went down for my meals, but realised tt today is like rest day for the canteen, which means i gotta get out and buy stuff myself. i went to a supermarket, and bought some bento and decided to go to the park coz the weather was great! with lots of sun and i think i needed a little tan. so i did just tt, bringing my LKY book with me, a yoga mat, bicycle, food, drinks and sat down and read and slept on the mat. pictures will be on FB soon. its was fun!

i even bought kimchi! and at night, i had oden, and i had them in my rm with my Belachan! its my first time on belachan since here and it was a major orgasm. haha. with kimchi, an onigiri. it was just great.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

the rest of those back dated entries.

15 September

Today I finished on this show call ‘Shawshank Redemption’. And immediately it ranks on the top of my all time favourites. Probably side by side with forest Gump haa. I guess it’s the same style of that narrative kind of illustration of the whole story, on top of that the well heard Morgan Freeman’s voice in the whole show that really captivates me to listen to every single dialogue to this.

So many sentences worth quoting in there. Watch it for yourself.

Personal reflection: the good stories are those that have a certain mundane to it, but with 1 single captivating theme. Countless times its been proved this way, on the movies, the books that we read etc. it always this certain bitter sweet feeling that lingers in me about the story that unfolds before me that makes me decide that it was a great experience just having the chance to know such a wonderful story. And that’s one of the beauties of living isn’t it, to not only experience your own experiences, but to enjoy in a way a collective sort of experiences and to feel truly happy for someone in that way.

And I guess since my life really is about having great stories to tell, me trying to build many little climaxes in between my life isn’t going to make my life a great story isn’t it? I should just work towards one central theme in my life and go for it isn’t it? And that’s always been the bane of me, that I wana attempt to inject ‘excellence’ everywhere I end up inputting none. Stubborn as I am in thinking that the generalist way sometimes work as well, I guess I have certain new insights now.

The show talks about this thing called ‘institutionalized’. That when prison inmates been in there for most of their lives serving life sentences or something, when they come out, they can’t get used to life outside. Some of them resort to commiting crimes again just to get back in where they feel that things made sense and that they were at least relevant. Int that prison community, they can at least have a chance of being resourceful to other friends in there and so on.

In the same way, I guess its all about conditioning. Even my 1 week here in Japan, in a way has conditioned me to very limited access to the outside world and friends via handphone and internet. Seems like there is some sort of rationing of these luxury items, eg 1 hour of internet a day, and of course phone is due to the cost. In that sense this artificially created isolated environment in my first week here has opened up a whole new world of self studying and reflections, something I found I was never able to do in SG. In that sense, it has defined and given me the first great thing in Japan. I’m being institutionalized. To the point where I already bought my Japanese phone already but am leaving it just lying around, not really interested in exploring it and connecting with the outside world. I’d rather watch my movies, read my books and study my jap. Odd as it seems, haha, even though I know this period of hyper solitude will end very soon with the start of class tomorrow, I am still trying to enjoy it now, knowing that this is going to be rare. Haha. Institutionalized. I think I will need my time for books and movies every now and then. And great shows like Shawshank are really hard to come by. Let me dig up more.


16th September

Today was the first day of orientation. It was nothing much more than just information offloading. Totally iced my looking forward to it. Haa.

Don’t even feel like going to sch tmr coz nothing impt. There’s like this ice breaker game that I bet would be lame since its in Japan and its to foreign students. I wana experience the REAL Japanese ice breaker. But ahha.

Instead, I turned to my jap drama, and have finally found a way to start watching OVERTIME again. Wow. Its 10 yrs ago man. I rem those little dreams of staying together with friends in an apartment, and making like steamboat like in that show etc. what a change its been in the last 10 yrs. Those frens, some are already married etc. And here I am, in Japan, watching this jap drama of 10 yrs heritage. Haha. Brings me back to that 1999 days.
17 September

I stayed home the whole day and realized that there is impt stuff to do today in sch. I will go tmr and probably get a scolding or something. I guess I will come up with something. I guess someone like me who likes to use the loopholes of rules being made at different places to get more comfort or conveniences than others, would not survive well in a country like Japan. I was just talking to Joanna yesterday over dinner, that there is really little novelty about being in Japan. She’s probably having a worse time than me since its like her place sounds more ulu than mine. And making meals are rather hard for her, coz she doesn’t have a canteen to buy cheap cooked food from.

Travelling in itself, a big aspect of life that I’ve always overlooked/ taken for granted in Singapore, is a war that I have to fight every morning. Just by making preparations to forget the long journeys, for example uploading movies into my ipod in itself is a chore. And its not the long journeys that frustrate me. I guess I’m resigned to the long journeys, it’s the walkings in between, from house to station and in between changing lines etc that really pisses you off, coz its like I cant even watch my movie. I can only walk thru the seas of people who seem like they are taking it like a daily life kind of thing. Everyday I see jaded pple dragging their feet, but then again, not that people in Singapore don’t dread and drag their feet, just so that I am here haa.

Today I went for quick groceries shopping. There really isn’t much incentives here to do groceries, coz I don’t cook at all. But well, since my Royal Milk tea and Pocari sweat is running out, I figured I might as well. In the end bought a lot of bo liao stuff. For example, I thought since my groceries routine is like once every 2 weeks, i’d better buy everything I need. And I decided I’d give myself a treat. I bought a pint of Haagen Daaz rum and raisin ice cream which cost me like 777 yen, which works out to be a little cheaper than Singapore. I figured this is rare.. haha. So I bought that. Its lying comfortably in my freezer now. Haha. Those little high morale items in life. Not that I am as deprived here as in CPH haha. Those days really require groceries. On top of I’m alone here, unlike there when I had Yock Song. Ok. That sounds gay.

Yesterday I was at Softbank, which is the mobile provider here, to help Joanna get her phone. And I met this Softbank manager whom I spoke to for a while, while waiting for Joanna. In the end I told him that I will go distribute his namecard and he laughed which according to Joanna was a gayish laugh. I din have those vibes about him. Haha.

Oh. Coming back to my treats, I also bought salmon sashimi at the supermarket today to give myself a treat over dinner. The sashimi here is cheap! It was like a normal piece of fish uncut yet. U choose it and they cut for u kind. The supermarket kind. And I chose a piece which was 315 yen but 30% off. Probably coz I went in the evening. So it was like sashimi at S$3.50. cheap! And good. shiok.

I also bought bo liao stuff like a bath sponge. I like to go to the 100 yen shop to browse around and buy stuff that would make life that little easier to me.

I also asked about buying a 2nd hand bicyle. Apparently it would cost only 5500 yen. Which is like 80 bucks?

Skipped the chapter on USA to go straight to Japan in LKY’s book, which I guess was more relevant. You know what I’m afraid? I’m afraid tt my view would become LKY’s view. I’ve never felt this way before, but this man is just so so so logical and learned. Most of the time when I read someone, I’d always think he’s good in some ways, but not enough in others. But as I am reading more and more, his life is like a narrative of people whom he met. Similar to those narrative movies like Forest Gump and Shawshank and maybe Benjamin Button. Its all about talking about this person and that person he met here and there. Except that the pple that he met were all prime ministers, presidents and other ministers. Haha. It always goes like, who who who died when. Or like who who who was a remarkable chap, but before he could implement something noble, he was assassinated etc. haha.

Seems like all good stories have a tree with something buried beside it.



18 September

Seems like I am going to be overcome by the soap opera kind of love stories I am about to be watching… watching overtime again has led me to rethink about those times when we were young, at how we viewed this kind of love story and now…

20 September 2009

Its in the morning hours of 20th sept. I just watched another episode of overtime, read a few chapters of the bible on the book of Job. I must have been reading more than I have ever read in my life these days. Also watched ‘fracture’ which was kinda a crappy show, although it stars Anthony Hopkins in his usual old creepy bringing out the new young intellect protégé kind of show, vis-à-vis silence of the lamb…
And I found a shorter route to sch. Much faster, so much faster that I reached something like 20 mins early in sch today. That I had time to walk around and take photos in sch. But the photos were so crappy I think its time I brush up my reading on photography. Kinda good also since I am taking a course in photos this term. Just for fun.

Today, I met Aya in the afternoon to walk around Shibuya, and she had to leave before dinner, in the end I walked around to Omotesando and went back to many familiar places. Amonst them were places we visited 2 yrs ago with JJ and CS, and it brought back the many memories. I was even at the same exact spot at starbucks enjoying a mango passion frap and taking the same photo of the infamous 6 way crossing outside shibuya station. Following which I went back to the cluster of love hotels in Shibuya and tried to find the saloon where I cut my hair the other time, it wasn’t there anymore. But well, harajuku had most of the same shops still around. And I am starting to think that that place doesn’t really change that much does it? Haha. The shops were all still there and all felt so familiar. Some of the shops were even there when I visited more than 10 yrs ago. And I guess 10 yrs qualifies to be described as nostalgic yeah?
Tmr’s Sunday and I guess its going to be laundry day for me. Maybe keep fit day and studying day. Final burst of extensive readings before sch starts and I will get all flustered with all the shit. Haha. Esp when my internet comes. I have grown to like the days of losing all these tools to connect me to the outside world.

Monday, September 21, 2009

missing the last train

aint no joke. haha. i ended up coming back to sch because there is this 24 hour com lab here and i figured i wouldnt be tt lonely, compared to like sleeping at tokyo station or something. and i guess its not tt cold... i rem the time when it was super fucking cold at like at that bus station in england. i cant even rem whats the name now. on the way to manchester. haha.
so i guess i have had enough of those cold nights outside.
but then again, this also means that i need to walk that dreaded 20 min walk to takadanobaba station tmr morning to take the train home. which i think will take like 2 hours in total, including walking?
so right here i am here, in this com lab with several students who like they are like doing reserach or like doing assignments or something like tt, instead of spending the money on spending a night at karaoke... japanese stay at karaokes overnight when they miss their trains. which they consider to be cheap. cost something like 30 sgd overnight at karaoke.
along the way here , i walked for about 25 mins.. and i realised that it wasnt easy just walking like this at night. at this, i am so grateful that i am a guy. serious.
today we had our entrance ceremony in waseda, and i met the other singaporeeans. turns out there are other smu students on exchange here. haha. to be able to use singlish extensively, is so shiok man hahahaha.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

i will only get my internet up and running on 22 sep. i guess its too long to keep bloggin in my word document. i decided that i should copy and paste it today. .. here goes.

8 Sept 2009

A new beginning

It probably still hasn’t set in that I am already in the so called land of my dreams… I rem waking up yesterday morning thinking: this is it. Something like the feeling when I prepare myself to go for my last paper of the term kind of kinda surrendering feeling. Yet this morning, after a long and uncomfortable journey of 6.5 hours on the plane, I arrived at Narita Airport. I cant exactly say that I’m not familiar with it since its like I think my 4th time in that airport. At this point, a scene dawned upon me. I remember when we had our so called grad trip in Japan after Sec 4, with me, shiro, Gary and Rambo, Gary and I were waiting for Rambo at Narita and we were holding my viewcam, sorta like hiding from Rambo coz we took the cheaper Malaysia airlines while he took SIA. So we were filming him from far it was damn funny. Kinda wana look at those footages again.

But anyway, coming back to the trip this time, We arrived, and although we only expected our so called ‘Big Sister’ from Japanese Association Singapore coming, there this other middle aged man who came to pick us up. His name is Suzuki san. And although he claims he’s just the chauffeur for the day, he’s actually one of the directors of JSA, and also like the CEO of one of the biggest Japanese Insurance companies. My heart sank when I heard that. But He was an amazing character, though I just spent a short couple of hours with him.

Cut the long story, I had a 30 min introduction of the hostel from this warden who cant speak English, luckily I had Ichi San, the big sister there to confirm on some details and also act as my interpreter. Shortly after which, we went to this department store to get some stuff for Joanna, and off they went to her hostel which was abt another hr’s ride away… there and then I was left on my own. The rest of the day was a little adventure on its own.

I took over like 5 boxes of barang from MC, the guy who was staying here before me, and so I laid out all my stuff, put them in place, almost in the same way as how my rm was arranged in SG, of course with a lot less stuff. Before I could finish, I got too tired and fell asleep. All the while with this very thrown on my own/ lonely kind of feeling lingering. As I was thinking of what to do next, I am overwhelmed at the things I know I have to do, but still, I cant help but be soaked in that left on own feeling. I don’t even feel like going to get my admin done, like foreigner registration and stuff. But well. I woke up, and realized that MC didn’t leave me an adaptor to plug in my SG applicances, and knowing that I couldn’t survive this night without my laptop, I set of on bicycles and cycled to the same dept store which was about a 5 min cycle away. Its pretty convenient. My hostel has a 4 hour bicycle borrowing policy, which was provided free of charge. This means I can use the bicycle to familiarize with the surroundings, buy groceries, get other necessities, but cannot use it to bring me to the station to go to school… I guess I have to figure out the best way to get to school without a bicycle to bring me to the station quickly. It sounds like a 20 min walk to station everyday. Imagine my travelling hours. Luckily I figured out how to put videos in my ipod quickly, I guess I am relying on that to get me to my destination…

So well, I went on to get the adaptor, which I didn’t know if it would work, coz the sales guy at the electrical appliances section gave me a disclaimer that it was for Japanese appliances for use abroad and not the other way rd. I looked at the shape of the holes and went ahead with it.

Came back, went for my first meal at the Shokudo (canteen) in my hostel. It was pretty gd. 3 menus a day for each meal. My meal cost me about 370 yen, which is about S$5.50. it had a big rice, with katsu maguro, which is like Tuna fish cooked in those kotsu style. Deep fried with the batter. With miso soup and salad. The rice filled to the brim, tho its just fish to go with it. Haa. Feeling fulfilled, I came back to my rm and continued with my packing, of which I think I am almost done. Looks familiar huh.. the way I put things ahha.

So well, here I am, taking my 1030 的飞机。

I wonder what kind of a person I will turn out at the end of this thing.

Once again, it was emphasized that I couldn’t bring any friends into my room. Even when they come to visit me, have to let the front desk know. And they seem like they are really strict. Even when MC left me 5 boxes, they requested that I only leave 2 boxes coz its like taking space in their office when he’s not ard. So well, guys, those who were thinking of free accoms in my Villa, haha. Well. I’m sorry, the sea views not urs to share hahaa. Anyway, yeah I do have a sea view. Its like living in East coast park the UDMC chalet. Morning wake up, go past a fence it’s the sea liao. I am going to jog tmr morning and i will tell you how it feels. I am going to be very fit here I think. I saw an ourdoor bball court today, nobody played there. I might get a ball haha and maybe shoot there myself. But shit, this means I have to get bball shoes. Haha.

And… I have push up bars left behind for me.

Ok I guess its time to feed myself with some of the overloading info given to me already.

I just wanted to be a ghost. I din wana see anyone I knew.

9 September 2009

Things I did today:

  1. was so reluctant to get up coz of the great weather. Ended up waking up only at like 11am or something. If this goes on I don’t know how I am going to get to sch man.
  2. I went for a jog immediately after hydrating myself with Pokari Sweat haha. In my fridge, there is a bottle of 2l Coke, a bottle of Pocari Sweat and a bottle of 午後の紅茶 milk tea. Also there are 6 cans of Asahi Fresh Beer which I haven’t touched. My run was like an orientation run. Went to find the way to the jogging track beside the sea, but there was no way to get there! Its like every building was sticking to each other without those gaps tat will allow you to go to the other side unlike Singapore. On top of that, every apartment has a sign that says ‘CCTV in use’. I bet I’m not the first monkey thinking of climbing over those fences. In the end I made a big round, and with the assurance of some old man on a bicycle going thru a gate that says, ‘関係以外立ち入り禁止’which means no unauthorized entry, I went thru this small little side walk that clearly was created by pple walking thru it endlessly. I eventually fulfilled my small little dream of jogging by that little pathway facing the sea in front of my window… at the breakwaters, there were many old men fishing.. I guess this is really the kind of life in a small little town an hour off a city like Tokyo. I’m amongst these men are pple who were once on top of that corporate ladder in Tokyo.
  3. following which, I came back had a quick shower to catch the final mins of lunch hours in the canteen where I got a pork curry rice. Things in my canteen is quite cheap but not that cheap. Like S$5 a meal is about normal. The servings of rice is normally pretty generous, which really helps since I go hungry always. But well. I bought miso soup and some cup noodles in my rm as emergency food.
  4. after lunch, I headed out to do my ‘Alien registration’. In japanese, its called 外国人登録 which means foreigners registration. But their version of it reads Alien Registration, as if I was from like some other planet. When I was doing it, I realized I forgot to bring my Japan Address. To go back and get it would mean a 20 min bicycle ride back and forth. Luckily I showed the guy on the map where I was staying, and I guess he could find it on the internet or something. Pretty helpful guy. After which I went to a family mart which was like a 7-11, where I got this lemon drink by Kirin. After my first sip then I realized that it was alcohol! It was like 6% alcohol with lemon tinge. So I guess something like a super strong jolly shandy haha. It tasted kinda awful. After getting my registration done, I was half thinking if I should go apply for a banking account but I guess I could take it slow. Haha. In the end I went shopping coz I needed some stuff like more hangers, washing detergent, and towels etc.. so yeah. I went to the same store and got those…
  5. was wondering if I should start bringing my camera out and start snapping stuff. But I guess I should take it slow. Somehow I think I shouldn’t even treat this week like I am already in japan. I should like imagine I’m in like this vacuum, like in no one’s land, and really concentrate on impriving myself. Everything else can wait.

10 September

These days, staying alone at home for a long time does not really scare me that much anymore. I have kinda gotten used to the feeling of staying alone for an extended period of time. With every decision you make affecting you in many ways. For example, when I pee I take good care not to be too casual but aim properly, so that I don’t need to clean it tt often. The same goes for making a meal in the rm etc. I hate to wash, and everything I do, I will try to keep my rm clean. Such I guess is one of those things about living all by yourself.

Today I cycled about half across the town, probably the furthest I have ventured so far, to get my bank account working, I also faxed in an application form for internet from my hostel. Internet will have to wait for tmr, while the bank account has failed. They claimed that they need my ID to be up etc. I guess I will try at Takadanobaba branch and see how.

Later in the night… I have been reading Lee Kuan Yew’s book, in hopes of improving my political awareness in SG. In the process of that, I find myself deeply understanding the reasons behind many of the policies that were put in place in SG even til today, and not just take it as it is. I think it might equip me to think of policies in a different light.

In the days before I left Singapore, I met a number of pple. And each time the topic of ‘what do I wana do after this one year?’ comes up, I cant help but consider the admin service. Yes I know its more of the other way round.

Was interrupted by a phone call and it was from Xianna. You cannot imagine how relieved I was to have received this call from her. We ended up speaking from like 930 pm til like 1 am ahha! But yeah. We spoke about everything under the sun, as if like I was catching up with her before I left for japan, just that it was on the phone and I’m alr in japan. Haha. I don’t rem I even had such amts of time to speak to such extents with her in SG. Haha. Its amazing how going overseas frees you up for this and that.

11 September

How befitting. Sept 11. they had Japanese pple singing to remember those who sacrificed during sept 11. its like what. 8 yrs already. How time flies.

Today, as usual, I went to try to do something impt. I setup my bank account with Mitsubishi-Tokyo UFJ bank, at the request of my big sister from JSA, am obviously looking forward to the amt of $ coming in, of which I’d prob have to start doing some budgeting.

I also went to Waseda University for my own short walkaround, just to see how long everything will take. These are the results.

On my way there:

Walking from JAL hostel to Shin Urayasu Station: 17 mins

Waiting time for train: 12 mins

Shin Urayasu to Tokyo Station: 19 mins

Changing lines in Tokyo station: 12 mins

Tokyo to Takadanobaba: 27 mins

Walking from Takadanobaba station to Waseda Uni: 18 mins

Total time taken: 105 mins = 1 hr 45 mins

Wow. Jaw almost dropped.

Coming back:

Walk: 18 mins

Tokyo to Shin Urayasu via chuou line: 1 hr 20 mins

Walk back: 17 mins

Total: 115 mins = 1 hr 55 mins.

Wat kind of commuting hours is this? I guess I am determined to explore getting a bicyle which I will cycle to the station and also maybe take the metro there so that I don’t need to walk that much at that side too. But then again, walking is a nice way to experience also lah. Let’s see.

Was watching lost in translation on the train ride. It really did make it a lot easier to pass time. But.. I am running out of movies. On top of that, my overtime just failed on me. Sian. So well, I don’t know how after I have exhausted my dramas. I guess I can start thinking about what to ask pei bring over this time round. Haha. He is coming dec 25 to 10 jan. 2 weeks here in Tokyo. I guess we will have a lot of fun.

Have been reading memoirs of Lee Kuan Yew, almost like a third of the way thru. I am surprised I am diligently reading it textbookish style, finding a lot of relevance to the policies that were put in place for the better of our lives. At least that’s how it was thought out to be. But I must say every single decision is not an easy one and we always have to attempt to weigh. Its so tough, because its sometimes to intangible… and unmeasurable. Its really tough to please everyone…

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To be honest I am really really lonely. I feel like a caveman. I know this is good if I can stay disciplined these few days coz this has really been what I’ve been wanting, an extended time without any disturbances, distractions to really do the things I wana do. But I just find it hard. I am probably a lot more of a social animal than my friends. And I find this really hard to survive. Kinda lost in translation. The feeling when you know whatever someone says, u can never understand them 100% even on the surface, not to mention trying to read between the lines, trying to understand in depth exactly how a person is thinking. Not I really understand how precious it is to have someone really understand you, and I guess its something we take for granted if we’re at home most of the time. I guess its times like this that just meeting someone from Singapore, don’t need to care who he/she is, its already such happy stuff. That obviously explains my long conversation with Xianna last night. Haha. I guess when internet comes, all is going to revert back to those old ways. Of like just passing kinda feelings of connectivity.

What a sentimental night. I’m like jotting down my thoughts every 5 mins. Since its Friday, I decided that I’d reward myself with a beer, since I’ve been doing pushups and situps in my rm. I guess I can more than compensate for those calories burnt these nights. Haha. I doubt it will carry on. So well, my first can of that carton I bought is going to go down now. Along with that first banana from that bunch I bought the other day. Haha. Wat great companionship. Beer and banana. Am half thinking of going to knock on some Japanese uncle’s door and like offer him a drink. But I guess I will pass that. Its like wrong haha. I don’t think I will ever make friends in this hostel.

Haha I am writing all these while trying to do some studying simultaneously on the Lee book, Japanese, maybe a little bit on photography and of course all the info about sch. My god. I guess my highlight tmr could be to cycle to Disneyland. I guess that’s one of the only few perks of staying that far out of the city man. Hahhaa. To be honest I think its not that far out. Its just all the changing of trains, walking that’s killing me. My train ride to Tokyo station is actually on 20 mins.

As eager I am to get connected to the world via my phone and internet, I actually do think that these couple of nights did provide for very good solidarity. Of course its one of which I am definitely not used to, but one of which is to be described as awakening. And I can already see the benefits. I’d normally take decades to finish a book this thick, probably giving it up somewhere… but I’m already a third thru and really finding it tough to let it leave my hands. I’m like using it as motivation to do jap now. Not the other way rd. I’d tell myself to read another chapter of it, I’d have to do 1 chapter of jap first. Hahahhaa.

Now I’m thinking of the times before you left for France. That final time when we went to book Pan Pacific for National day preview and so on. I thought that time to be amazing. Seriously. I thought of nothing of the $ spent. It was well worth it. Ba long long come back from preview to shower and stuff. Its one of those extravagance that cannot enjoy too much. If not no feeling.

12 September

Today’s studying day for me. Had half wanted to make a field trip by cycling to Disneyland just to see how it all looked like from the outside. But well, it rained in the morning and the roads were wet, so I wasn’t tt motivated to go. Ended up deciding that today would be studying day for me. Haha. Read up on my Japanese, the Lee book etc. should be pretty fun.

Come to think of it, its hard to imagine life if I didn’t get that adaptor on the first night man. I’d be without my laptop, cant watch vids, cant be typing this now, can sync my ipod, wont have my ipod, cant charge my handphone, cant listen to music. I think that’d really have sent me into depression haha.

It’s a rainy night and you know how rainy nights make you emo at home, esp when I’ve been home the whole day… to top that up, it’s a rainy Saturday night. I looked out the window, realizing what a narrow piece of the view I was entitled to, reminded of how narrow a piece of the city I was entitled to, and would be working for. Why didn’t we consider moving away from the city, with the bane of inconvenience, we’d have so much to ourselves. Doesn’t ownership motivate anyone anymore? And this perception of value, its because there are more people there? Isn’t this some sort of a social valuation then?

Which reminds me, I should start uploading the pics took during my send off.

Reading so much of Singapore’s history and the region’s in such a single go, its really indescribable. Understanding neigbouring countries especially, I should’ve have known all these before even visiting them. Knowledge is really a beautiful thing in itself I must say. Why wasn’t I a geek? Haha.

13 September

OMG. I got a note that my internet will only come on 22 Sept. which means I will have to endure another 10 days without it!!! And on top of that there is the setup and stuff shit… so no guarantees that it will def work on that day man. Shit shit shit.

Today I went to cycle around Disneyland, just to see the places outside of it. Somehow someone told me they have fireworks like every night, but well, I heard some noise like fireworks but didn’t get to see it from my window. I guess its blocked by some buildings..

Observations for the day:

· the traffic lights in japan change so frequently that even when I cycle, I didn’t really need to stop and wait for that many times even tho I passed many junctions. I think it’s a wonderful system.

· I realized the premium we place on Japanese girls are really slightly overrated. I mean a lot of them really dress very well, especially with their legs. I guess its like even their uniform’s skirt is already so short, thus to them, the real sexy ones really bare it down to just nice cover the vitals. Haha. But well, for this alone I guess its true that many girls just make you so inquisitive about looking at their faces since their overalls is alr so fascinating.

Time really flies. Its already my 6th day here. I didn’t even notice it. In another 300 days or so I’m gonna be outta here. I can even count the days I’m gonna be living. That’s how short everything is.

Monday, September 07, 2009

my final day in SG

wanted to say it feels like the last day in copenhagen. but i guess its incomparable. things i did today:

  1. spoke to mum.
  2. played a song to mum. "I love you 无望"
  3. met dad. had sushi with him and auntie.
  4. did my final packing
  5. converted a few movies into my ipod.
  6. said my final gd bye to countless pple via sms.
  7. i realised that pple do love me. so many sms.

now sitting in living rm with auntie and uncle... doing nothing. bloggin. waiting for 745 pm and set off. ok off.

Sunday, September 06, 2009

the final moment and the new beginning

randoms thoughts of the last moments in SG.
  1. I had Kambing soup just now and knowing that i'd not have it for a long while and that i'm gonna miss out on all these sinful food makes me slightly emo.
  2. oh and i also had telor bawang
  3. I keep thinking what I could have left out bringing to Japan even tho i cant pinpoint it.
  4. I keep thinking of wat i'd be doing on my first 7 days in japan since i have the time on my own.
  5. I cant believe that I am actually really leaving SG. and in less than 24 hours i'd be in a different land.
  6. on 1 hand i believe that i'd have a lot of new things to explore, fun, yet i also feel that i'd have a lot of time to reflect and thus experience loneliness.
  7. ok. by now you'd be saying: tell me what i dont know...
  8. i feel that i've been repeating these stuff on all the catchup sessions that i have lately. and its no joke.
  9. i'm excited to blog about my new beginning in Japan. also excited at the idea of posting nice pictures on my blog or Facebook.
  10. yet i think its not going to happen. in the end i think i'd have no time to really master photography to post nice pics.
  11. i'm eager and excited at the time i have to learn new things. japanese, maybe photoshop etc. of which i say for very long liao. i tink i've made significant progress on japanese... but still not enough.
  12. i have a placement test in a weeks time on japanese and i am wondering if i should focus on jap for the 1st week i'm there. yet i brought a lot of other books to japan to read. one of them is the memoirs of Lee Kuan Yew. clearly i am interested in politics.