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a sore arse ( photoblog. No , not of my arse you teekos )
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Yup , you've heard it right.
A sore arse. My cute little arse has been grinded sore from the crazy off-road trails in Ubin. Stupidly narrow and hard bike seat + massive rock-ridden clay trails = bruising.
But who am i to complain when i get such lovely returns ( as you can see from the photos later ) ?
To make matters worse , my companion of the day was Zhang , a tough fella whose endurance level impresses me no end. Imagine , that crazy guy can ride breezily up a steep upslope with his gear at a cramp-inducing level 5 while i struggle and huff and puff with a lighter level 1 gear and he had to always rescue me halfway through such slopes.
He totally stresses me out lah , i feel like a bloody weakling ( which i probably am ) next to him especially during such outings which tests my strength ( or lack thereof ) . He's probably going to NIE after his NS to train as a PE teacher. I pity his students because from what i've experienced today, i think those kids are gonna get it real bad.
Random islander on the bumboat ride towards Ubin where we got stopped by coast guards and had our ICs checked. What sia!?! If i was really an illegal immigrant , i would have more sense than to escape to Ubin.
License plates ! PU = Pulau Ubin , for the homo ignoramuses
Chek Jawa ! Nabei.. It was high tide when we arrived after a long ride on a non-existent trail filled with potholes and jutting rocks so it was quite a wasted trip since Chek Jawa's reknowned for its marine life during low tide. Gahhhhh.
Pristine
Kekek ( or Ketam ? I forgot ) quarry. T'was a long and trecherous climb up the hills covered in dense foliage but ahhh. Just look at the view ! Okay so it doesnt look that all fabulous here but trust me , you have to be there to experience it though its prohibited and very very dangerous to go there without supervision.
Quarry ! Nice hor the hue , very 80s right !! Yep i photoshopped it to give it a warm yellow tinge ala old photo style. I know my cap doesn't match my outfit so shut up ! Beggars can't be choosers !
The small little sleepy town that has never changed ever since explored the island when i was in... Primary 5 ?
My torturer cum personal trainer cum cheerleader . ( no i am not dating him. Nor anyone else darlinggggg )
I bought this pair of super lovely suede heels yesterday.. They make me feel so...... well , you know.
Makes me fantasise about donning a power suit consisting of a mini A-line pencil skirt with a blazer over a lacy camisole with hair tied up in a chic french knot , document bag in hand and of course , while wearing these heels.
And smelling like.. Chanel No.5
I got another pair of plain black leather flats with ultra soft pigskin ( please don't call PETA ) lining and leather that looks much cheaper than it really is. Damn !
I think i have too many shoes. I need a new shoe closet.
I wish i had legs that were symmetrical and reaches up to my armpits.
And now you know why i like blurred photos so much. Somehow flaws are removed magically. Wow i can't believe my incredible honesty. lol. Please ignore the glaringly saffron yellow bicycle. ITS MY DAD'S.
The two sisters-who-are-not-sisters but friends ! The cakes at Far East Plaza's Gelare sucks. You have been warned. Siao , fork out maybe 5 more bucks have a nice decent desert at Bakerzin lah ! The "Chocolate Mousse Paradise" that we had was more like entering Lucifer's Gate while drinking stale Milo.
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Okay i really need to go to bed. Now. Meeting Zhang the Torturer again tomorrow to see some flatland riding competition ( i think . or some other extreme sports he kills himself with ) at Somserset.
Then its another night out with the girls at DXO !
And my legs are aching so badly i can't even stand straight without buckling slightly.
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Listenin to : Jay chou - Feng ( AGAIN ! )
