Yesterday we spent a day in the life of a tourist, visiting the new addition to our island’s cityscape.
All photos courtesy of Quen. Please fall prostrate at his feet now.
The four of us had the privilege of witnessing this amazing view of this little red dot, and what better time to do it than a month before National Day :) Four of us = Quen, Jiwon, Tarnia and I – probably one of the most randomest combination of people yet. But I sekretly love random small groups which are Not Awkward. Its like finding a new combination to a puzzle. Random church chatting @ Beanstro ftw.
I will not damage the beauty of this post with my rambling (I will do another with MORE RANDOM PHOTOS of this day) but one last thing –
Bright lights shine on the street at night, guiding me closer to home.
“DUDES! PUMP IT UP~!”
*SPIRIT FINGERS GONE MENTAL*
OH YEAH OH YEAH OH YEAH ~
YOU ARE THE ONE SINGAPOREEEEEE~
OH HAYYY we got this thing DOWN. JJ Lin ain’t got nothing on us!
I would like to restate my feelings about this YOG cheer. My brain has grown quite fond of it, as I cannot seem to shake its melodious tune and moving lyrics out of my head. Wherever I go and whoever I meet, I have this compelling urge to break out into (this) song complete with hand actions and demented facial expressions. I guess it really must be some lyrical masterpiece after all.
So I’ve been avoiding watching the YOG song cos everyone has been moaning & groaning about it and I feared that I would be scarred for life. Tonight I just decided to check it out.
FIRST OF ALL. SRSLY. SRSLY??
I cannot imagine how the SONG-WRITING meeting went down with this one.
*gathers round table*
“Uh so how about three OH YEAHS (cos youths are lazy and don’t respond to proper words nowadays anw)
and then how about a YOU ARE THE ONE, SINGAPORE! (cos you know, its generic and doesn’t really refer to anything)
and then finally, NOW IS THE TIME HERE WE GO!! (another useless phrase which doesn’t mean anything but brainless youth will surely lap it up!!)”
*everyone nods in agreement.* Meeting ends after 10 minutes.
OK AND SECONDLY. EVEN BEFORE THE RIDICULOUS LINES GET REPEATED 1902830123 TIMES IN THE VIDEO, this is the intro part that I am more intrigued by:
ARE U SRS.
K U JUST GOTA BE KIDDING ME BY NOW. The man is clearly a maniac.
I would like to add in that before he commences this insane SPIRITFINGERS movement, the voiceover goes like this:
“DUDES! LET’S PUMP IT!” *proceeds as above*
My reaction (and I’m pretty sure the rest of Singapore and the World for that matter): Areyouserious.
I would like to express my condolences to the children/teens/teachers/staff/coaches that were featured in the video and were subject on the spot to follow along with the ~~~swankyhandmoves~~
Well, at least they achieved their purpose of having it ADDICTIVE. Annoyingly addictive. I’m gona be singing this in front of everybody now. Complete with ~swankyhandmoves~ and ~spiritfingers~ and ~pumping~
Disclaimer: I love my country but COME. ON.
This morning I have a thread of running thoughts as I ride the bus. And because I don’t want to flood Twitter with them, I am typing this on my way to work. Pardon the random inconherentness.
Listening: Won’t Even Start – David Choi (I really need to do a post on these YouTube people, my life has changed since I’ve subscribed to some awesome channels)
I put this on Twitter but I might as well bring it up again. Are the buses during rush hour packed with people and impossible to get a seat? Cos that was my impression when I was getting ready to board the bus. So I don’t know if it just Bkt Timah, but the bus is always like. Fairly un-full. I always manage to secure a seat the minute I board.
Does this confirm the age-old (not really) myth that most Bukit Timah residents are RICH $$$$? And thus don’t need to take public transport cos they drive to work in big swanky cars that line up in rows during the rush hour jam? Hmm :( I always got indignant when I tell people I live in Bkt Timah and their first reaction is: WAH! BKT TIMAH! (this started happening alot in Uni. And now at work) I guess it would be my equivalent reaction to someone who lives at Sixth Ave or Holland? I always had to quickly compensate by saying UH I STAY IN A HDB!! (to which they counter with: STILL! BUKIT TIMAH!) And I am like -.-Srsly?
There was even once in the HR module I took (fav class of last sem!) where we were kinda debating about meritocracy and the rich/poor divide in Sg. And this dude was all like ‘You see all those rich people, drive big car and live in Bkt Timah!’ And I was like NOWWAITAMINUTEMISTER.. I would like to dispute that. INYOFACE. Ok it didn’t go down exactly like that, but I did voice my displeasure.
So this entry was just meant to highlight the question but has turned into a full fledged ESSAY. I had other questions I wanted to post, but you’re scrolling downward on your google reader already now aren’t you? I know you chronic scrollers..
I am going to stop babbling and save my other questions for next time. Bus rides induce thought bubbles of wonderment. I’m sure I’m not the first person to realize that.
I love my work environment. It is sandwiched between quaint Ann Siang and bustling Chinatown, hidden among the fancy shmancy shophouses decked out row by row along the road. Pretty cafes, boutiques and high-end restaurants are next door. It is quite the inspiring walk en route to the little white door of the office. One of the best parts is that some of the Best local fare can be found in hawker centers a stone’s throw away, alongside all these Atas angmoh joints (I stereotype indeed). The urban planner must have had in mind the plight of the poor and hungry office worker at lunchtime.
I LOVE THE NEW WORDPRESS THEME! Ima gna edit it either tonight or later this weekend when I have time. Its time for a little revamping. But I love it as it is right now already, with the image bordering and bold title fonts and such. Love. Yea don’t know if you’ve observed – I might be a mess in real life with my room falling apart, but when it comes to my blog layout, I’m kinda perfectionist about it. HA THE IRONY.
This is the 2nd part of the 2-part USS mini series.
This one shall be called. Hmm. GIDEON MEETS&GREETS USS STAFF.
The last 20 minutes of being in the theme park were spent doing the following:
RACING THROUGH ALL FIVE (FOUR!?WHATEV) WORLDS AND GIDEON TRYING TO TAKE PHOTOS WITH EVERY SINGLE PAIR OF STAFF IN DIFFERENT COSTUMES.
It was drizzling, we were tired, but we literally raced through the entire park and grabbed as many victims as possible to accomplish the following:
Spot the enthusiastic faces of the staff! How cute. AND YOU THOUGHT THAT WAS ALL!? NO, THERE’S MORE OMGZ.
Check out the guys in bluegreysanatomy getups. The dude was like wth-? but before he could arrest us WE RACED FORWARD. HAHAHAHA.
Yeah. Pretty impressive huh?
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA AND THIS PHOTO CRACKS ME UP EVERY TIME.
Whats that now? A photo of A WHOLE GROUP OF USS STAFF AND – OOH LOOK, GID IS IN THE MIDDLE.
Insanity, I tell you. Pure insanity. I will have you know the story behind this photo is that the staff were all lined up in 2 rows to say goodbye to the guests leaving the park, and I just wanted Gid to stand in front of the 2 rows so I could get a photo of them as the backdrop. And WHO KNOWS THE MOMENT I WHIPPED OUT THE CAMERA, THE STAFF CAME RACING TOWARD GIDEON AND PILED ALL AROUND HIM………..
And the rest is history.