Sunday, January 20, 2008

Bat Army




I'm not upset in any way at all. I am completely fine and totally disgusted with myself for doing certain things to feel normal.




Day 1:
Met Ann, Niko and Jas at the station.
Took a straight train to Harbour front and waited to board the ferry. Ann was really uptight and pretty frustrated about many things. Her main worry and anger was aimed directly to the family members who were too relaxed. I was relaxed too but I guess, she just didn't get enough sleep and woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
Took a ferry to Batam, when we reached, we had a highly pathetic city tour that left me a little frustrated but still grateful that we did something, sorta, productive that day.
I had my period and the toilets (even at the ferry terminal) were extremely disgusting.
We visited a Dry Market. While we were on the bus, I thought it'd be a big thing, but turned out to be a shop selling dried fish, ikan bilis, sotong and stuff like that.

Headed to the Polo Ralph shop which according to the tour guide, Harry, was cheap.
I didn't purchase anything and stayed in the bus while we got harassed.
There were fruit stall menders outside Polo who kept offering us over riped fruits.
Jas gave up and gave in and bought pomegranate followed by Mangoes.
By now, the other stalls which sold little touristy items that if bought would collect a thick amount of dust, kept pestering us to buy their stuff.
They even entered the van.
Ann got so pissed that she closed the door.




Anyway, we managed to convince Harry to send us to our Hotel. It was around 4.30pm when we arrived at Vista Hotel. Stayed in for dinner, had a massage then headed to The Peak after. It's the Hotels club that had a live Band. The live band entertained us with Hip Hop, Umbrella ella ella eh eh eh, Teenagers scare the living shit outta me, yadayada. After the live band, the DJ spinned Trance and Techno.
It was ladies night and I think I had more 8 shots within 1 and a half hours.
Was pist drunk, made friends with some random Batam Lezzies who spoke little English.
Returned to the hotel at around 1 plus to puke my guts out.
The best feeling in the world mixed with the worst.
Ann and Niko cleaned me up and I slept in my dress.

Day 2:
Had breakfast and hired Harry, our personal tour guide who became Jas' friend, for the whole day. We spent the afternoon getting a full body massage at Hotel 89 (ha ha ha.) and at the beach! Ann and I para sailed, the adrenaline rush was real ecstasy. The feeling is really indescribable and I think everyone should try it.
Met 2 monkeys and saw a disgusting beach. I'm thankful that we didn't choose a resort actually. The sea was pretty much grey.
Did shopping at Nagoya, the biggest shopping centre.

Ate at A&W which Ann officially fucking hates. There's too much MSG.
Had dinner at the hotel followed by a spa (yes 2 massages within 10 hours).
Had room service and spent the night in the room with Ann.

Day 3:
Breakfast, Shopping, Harry, Bus driver, Arcade, A&W, made friends with the cute Malay boy (Yes ok wtf, Ann found the Malay boy cute, he was umm, alright.)who works in A&W. He taught us how to play CungKat (which I bought back and is the most fun game in the world.) Took a ferry back. Had dinner with her family at Tiong Bahru then back home.


I need a new adventure.
Travelling is fun, everyone should do it, I wish I have a heap of money.
The return to Singapore made my heart sink a little, the mundane life, mundane things, where's the excitement? Now I need to find some.
I got to see Cheez today, it was good but it'd be better if I saw her in another country on a hotel bed instead of my own.
Time travelling, that'll be fun.

The emotion was so raw and I felt sorry but mostly sad for her. To have to go through that. I will never understand friends who break up and their sadness, maybe I'd sympathise and mostly, the they're always the fire starters. I've never understood how it's really like to feel the pain of another till then. It's horrible and I don't want her to feel that way. You don't know how insecure she is, you Don't know and yet you think you do.

No comments: