Collect Moments

On a bright Sunday afternoon, with all my three tuitions postponed for one reason or another, Tan and me embarked on our explorers' journey to Seletar farms , which is less than 3km away from my house. :'D Despite having a collection of farms, the more worth going ones are probably just the animal resort and Sea view aquarium , and maybe any nurseries if you are interested in plants. Although located in close proximities, farms hopping was made much easier with the availability of a car. :')  Stopped by at the highlight of our day - Animal resort first, a kampong alike place with a decent number of farm animals and free entry for all. Not very hygienic as most harmless animals are left roaming around with shits on the ground, greeted by strong smell of faeces at some areas in the resort, but generally felt great to be there~  Food for feeding are sold conveniently at 3 packets for @ $2, pretty worth it despite it's just white bread and typical '2...

Highway run into the midnight sun Wheels go 'round and 'round, you're on my mind. Popped to a world iconic structure during my Europe trip as well. I have to admit that everything seems better in computer, you know, those tumblr photos: perfect angle, perfect photoshop. Did not feel anything extraordinary upon seeing the tower, I thought I felt more astonishing while in Budapest, it's the most beautiful place out of all I have been to. For very long I look forward to every trip, but after this, perhaps not anymore. The crowd, the long bus rides, the touch and go following tours, isn't how I imagine travelling is like. I feel that travelling to places without understanding the history of the place is worthless, for I could not appreciate anything. A simple example below, the famous Monalisa in Louvre, with more than a hundred people gathering in front of her snapping photos, I personally don't feel anything special about the painting, maybe I just c...

The ailment is a silent killer. Appearing uninvited, it meanders its way to the darkest corner of our mind, moving ever so slowly that it is difficult to tell when it i beginning to strengthen its hold. It knows no age, it doesn't recognise gender. It leaves everyone out, out of the mind, out of the world, it builds a wall so strong, you don't know how long it will take to tear it down. Why do all these things happen in the world? Where do we seek the strength to persist what we believe in, when the reality hit us so hard sometimes. As an atheist, I lend myself a hand when in doubt. I don't do prayers, I don't beg for mercy. I believe in self-help. Why is everyone so different, why is it so hard to accept help sometimes, why is it so difficult to get pass ourselves? I have a million questions to ask, but only one thing to ask for. What can I do to trade your soul? We are all in misery, but nobody is going to give anything up. It's a bad day, not a bad l...

Day 0 Doha to Frankfurt. (plane) I got up to request a cup of warm water from the air stewardess and happen to see an Islamic lady requesting to do a prayer at the back of the plane. The air stewardess gave a surprised look and made way, walking towards her colleague and mention that the lady requested to do a prayer. The other stewardess shown face of.. I would say... Disgust and doubtful about the passenger's action. And when I approach them, they immediately turned into their usual professional smile.  Why is a Middle East airline seems so intolerant of such practices?  What's wrong with practicing one's religion?  On a lighthearted note, I was fortunate enough to witness a complete sunrise from the window I was sitting by on my way to Frankfurt. :) Day 1.  Frankfurt; Germany.  Romerberg, town square Brought my mum around the central area with my last minute research just the day before our depar...