Shutter
I went back to school to do the submission online through iGems. Luckily ,there was no error when I did the submission. I went to canteen B to have lunch before I went to Jurong point to check out the movie screening – Shutter. Lincoln was only free around evening as he needed to go the animal farm to settle the hamster thingy.
i went back home to sleep because my contact lenses were giving trouble again so I needed to sleep. I woke up at 7pm and watched the Happy Fish show - Jiaxi and Dodo got their dessert pie.It was very heartbreaking episode.I quickly went to Jurong Point to book the tickets. I was being halted for long while waiting for this autie showing the some kind of documents to get the tickets free.My God, It was only $6.50 and that autie with her hubby of same kiasu character was showing the documents to get free show. I walked around the Jurong Point to but the box for the gift, Then I walked around the pasar malam nearby.So many tee I wished to buy but afraid I did not have any size for me.
Lincoln called too meet him now at Coffee Bean. He always shocked me with his weird dressing sense. Now he sported this old-fashioned thick and black-rimmed spectacles. He wanted to go to Pets Shop to buy leash for his bitch.Not available hence we hurried up to the level four to watch Shutter. Apparently, the ghost had somehow had uncanny resemblance to those in japanese horror flick except the nice cinematography and good story plot. I told lincoln to watch the show instead of covering his eyes and his ears occasionally. He told me that there were scenes that needed to be filtered off by fingers. It was not that 100% scary though except one scence when the couple was travelling to the nadre 's town at night and the ghost just suddenly popped in front of the car. The girl beside also did filtering but complete one. She apparently closed her eyes when those scary scene started to appear.
1) I thought twice to drive during night with someone who might have dark secret.
2) To take polaroid photo at night
Then lincoln and I went to my block to get my car, fetched Alex at Bukit Timah Road. Seriuosly, i hated waiting for him because it took about more than 15 minutes to come down from his condomonium , as if he stay at 44th level storey.I called him , and what pissed me off was he did not what to wear for supper. Bleah! We had supper at Clementi Road. Lincoln said that Nasi lemak was very expensive and was not nice , unlike those at Adam Road. We had fun, bitching each other while cutting through the King Edwards Hall. Then I droved them to the halls that look like condominum. Then we drove up to Kent Ridge hill Park.
How we measure love ?
The question was being posed by someone ( Alex) who did not believe in love and a true betrayer of love. I told him that we measure love by time. He told me that it was wrong and I was not wrong ironically as almost everyone always measure love by quantity. However Love should be measured by QUALITY. For example, spending time together for three but there was no romance, loving moments and forever arguments support the argument that love should be measured by quality. I was dumb-founded when this himbotic friend of mine explained the rational but logical explanation. HE asked us again what was the most romantic setting we made for our partner. We both thought for so long about what kind of romance we had done for our partner. I was so blank and search for the answer and realised I did not have any.So did lincoln, No wonder , Singaporean guy were generally un-romantic. Well, romance meant money-wasting. Please do not bash me.
Guess what answer did Alex give for romantic setting: To be inside the secret Garden. I was like YAWNS and DUH! at him.
I sent them back home since bothe of them needed to work later. At least I knew where lincoln's apartment was.
i went back home to sleep because my contact lenses were giving trouble again so I needed to sleep. I woke up at 7pm and watched the Happy Fish show - Jiaxi and Dodo got their dessert pie.It was very heartbreaking episode.I quickly went to Jurong Point to book the tickets. I was being halted for long while waiting for this autie showing the some kind of documents to get the tickets free.My God, It was only $6.50 and that autie with her hubby of same kiasu character was showing the documents to get free show. I walked around the Jurong Point to but the box for the gift, Then I walked around the pasar malam nearby.So many tee I wished to buy but afraid I did not have any size for me.
Lincoln called too meet him now at Coffee Bean. He always shocked me with his weird dressing sense. Now he sported this old-fashioned thick and black-rimmed spectacles. He wanted to go to Pets Shop to buy leash for his bitch.Not available hence we hurried up to the level four to watch Shutter. Apparently, the ghost had somehow had uncanny resemblance to those in japanese horror flick except the nice cinematography and good story plot. I told lincoln to watch the show instead of covering his eyes and his ears occasionally. He told me that there were scenes that needed to be filtered off by fingers. It was not that 100% scary though except one scence when the couple was travelling to the nadre 's town at night and the ghost just suddenly popped in front of the car. The girl beside also did filtering but complete one. She apparently closed her eyes when those scary scene started to appear.
1) I thought twice to drive during night with someone who might have dark secret.
2) To take polaroid photo at night
Then lincoln and I went to my block to get my car, fetched Alex at Bukit Timah Road. Seriuosly, i hated waiting for him because it took about more than 15 minutes to come down from his condomonium , as if he stay at 44th level storey.I called him , and what pissed me off was he did not what to wear for supper. Bleah! We had supper at Clementi Road. Lincoln said that Nasi lemak was very expensive and was not nice , unlike those at Adam Road. We had fun, bitching each other while cutting through the King Edwards Hall. Then I droved them to the halls that look like condominum. Then we drove up to Kent Ridge hill Park.
How we measure love ?
The question was being posed by someone ( Alex) who did not believe in love and a true betrayer of love. I told him that we measure love by time. He told me that it was wrong and I was not wrong ironically as almost everyone always measure love by quantity. However Love should be measured by QUALITY. For example, spending time together for three but there was no romance, loving moments and forever arguments support the argument that love should be measured by quality. I was dumb-founded when this himbotic friend of mine explained the rational but logical explanation. HE asked us again what was the most romantic setting we made for our partner. We both thought for so long about what kind of romance we had done for our partner. I was so blank and search for the answer and realised I did not have any.So did lincoln, No wonder , Singaporean guy were generally un-romantic. Well, romance meant money-wasting. Please do not bash me.
Guess what answer did Alex give for romantic setting: To be inside the secret Garden. I was like YAWNS and DUH! at him.
I sent them back home since bothe of them needed to work later. At least I knew where lincoln's apartment was.
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