I am still wondering why I did that. Hahaha, but it was fun. The ride was not the most memorable adrenaline junkie moments for me. But it did give me quite the adrenaline rush. I wish it spun more though...too heavy. Lol, TIME TO CUT THE FATS!!

My weekend has been pretty awesome. With Young Co. back in the swing, rehearsals with Alia for this month's gig (nervous as hell please- I am going to practice my fingers off), G-max with The Bucket List club (a young Caucasian girl and Jacinta to be precise - all cuz Fred ditched us and went first)and a very awesome Sunday with family & bros.

So anyway, this whole bucket list thing is bothering me. I don't have a bucket list and I don't see the hype in having one, but if it gives me discounts to feel the adrenaline junkie in me - I'm up for it.

Found some old photos of when I headed down to Clarke Quay with my family, it was during the Christmas season if I am not mistaken. With all the lights and the shimmery reflection in the river waters, with the night hiding all the gunk and junk that's within it.


I'm pretty proud of this jumpshot if I could say so myself. :P Of course, my brother is the epic cannonball of a model as always.


More of him and his antics...


He figures anything with a structural plan strong enough to hold him is probably worth the climb...Jeez.


Aunt, Mom, Bro and I with my Dad at the camera. The focus, is of course on the Fullerton, which is the most interesting thing in the picture anyway. Thanks Dad. Really. _-_


And my brother demonstrates his lack of ability to pay attention for a time span of more than 15 seconds - after that he runs off or, in this case, falls asleep. Amazing.

As for more up-to-date photos. We went kite flying yesterday afternoon, in the hot blistering sun. Where, after 1 hour of tugging and pulling at a piece of string attached to a plastic triangle, I get sun burnt. So now, I look like a lobster and feel like a pin cushion with a rash.

Here's my dad, alrdy flying the kite in under 5 mins.


That's how big the kite actually looks from ground level. A little more than a speck.

My brother with his kite flying dance




And me, trying to fight the wind and making sure the kite didn't tangle with another.




And...the obligatory scenic shot of the view from Marina Barrage, because it is just so QUEER.



Dave

Game

Let my introduce you to my brother's new lovely pets. HAMSTERS. Dave the boy and Game the girl. As named by my brother. These are the liveliest hamsters I've every seen in my 19 years, running around and licking people's fingers (only if you just washed your hands and still have water on them). And they are potty trained too, awesome or what?! They are oh so cute, but I am willing to bet that my brother will make them cannibalize when they multiply, he is just that kinda kid. :/

Well, that's all folks! (:

As for now, I shall resume trying to learn Honey Bee by Zee Avi on the guitar the way she plays it. Totally baffles me how she can sing and play that at the same time. But I guess if you come up with the tune, you'd probably know how to play it from the start alrdy. Cheerios!