Hey I haven't updated this for a while. I shall make this a quick one, as I felt like I had to record down what happened on New Year's Eve.
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I had never went out to celebrate on New Year's Day before. So going out with my friends to wreck shit up would be nice for a change. Initially, Daniel had came up with a plan in which I thought it would be rather nice and quiet (it seems rather nice and quiet) but it ended up way differently.
We first met up in Bedok, Kai Hon, Daniel, Yan Bo , Jing An and I. Wait, before that, Yan Bo actually went to the wrong platform in Ang Mo Kio. I just had to note that down man.
Anyway, Daniel apparently forgot how to go to East Coast Park. And he said he knew the way before that. Well then...
I wanted to use my route which I took to VS last time, or the one where we end up in Marine Parade and have to walk 9999km but Daniel eventually found the holy grail and we took that bus, damn I forgot the number. That bus holds the key to future ECP outings.
So after we reached there, we rented bicycles and realised there was an offer, buy 1 hour get another free! HUAT AH!
So we cycled towards Changi Village. A few weeks earlier, Daniel and I had planned the route while on the MRT. According to a .pdf file on the Internet, the route to Changi Village from ECP was apparently "a straight line" so it was considered easy to reach there.
Let's rewind back a bit too. The plan actually consisted of us going night cycling and celebrating the countdown after that. But guess what, my mama actually said it was dangerous. Bruh...
I thought the pitfall to our plan was me returning late but I never thought that cycling was dangerous. Alright, I admit you can get injuries from it. But if we do not cycle on the road, the worst would probably be scrapes and bruises. Furthermore, we are cycling on a park connector, according to Daniel. So there would be lights to illuminate the way. Hey, that's a sound argument!
But logic won't work on my mother. Hate to say it, but when it's a no it's a no. Then it will escalate to her being pissed and me being (slightly less) pissed and then she's gonna grumble about everything related to me. I shall practise this on my child in the future. Shawn "Evil" Lim.
It resulted in cycling being in the afternoon. Alright, let's head back now.
The park was rather crowded. I think. I've not been to ECP for recreation since.. ever. So I don't really know the human traffic around here. The guys were quite insistent on blasting music while we cycle. Well, fair enough. But then they started stopping quite frequently just to change song and it became annoying, because I was afraid to leave them behind and then suddenly get swallowed by swarms of humans. Not to mention the cycling path was narrow at times and it caused rage and more strain on my thighs. Or quads. Quartz. Ya know what I mean.
Daniel initially estimated the journey to be about 45 mins. Well, on the map, it does look reasonable to me. But the journey felt like eternity. Yan Bo was crying on the journey because of the madness. My thighs and quadratics were crying. Add on mosquitoes, damn this is more like a workout than recreation!
Halfway through, Kai Hon had to leave. He was watching the countdown with his family in Bishan Park. After that day I heard that it was pretty good there and they broke a Guinness World Record for balloon stuff on their head. Hey, free balloons!! We celebrated with Jing An's selfie stick before we parted.
More cycling. And cycling. And I saw a chicken on the path. And more cycling.
Changi Village seemed to be moving by itself away from us.
We went alongside the coast and was greeted by splashes of seawater. I had a taste of it and it would be safe that I would rather go thirsty than drink that. Many people were fishing there too! Wonder if there were even any fishes. (and here comes a shark!)
We made it! HUAT AH! (small text now) Avoiding the crowd, we managed to stumble our way around the crowd to.. Changi Village? Well, I had expected like a large hawker centre kind of setting, but it turns out that Daniel lead us to a coffe shop that he ate with his classmates. Well, is this Changi Village? I don't really know too lollololol.
Ate ikan bilis fried rice. And coffee pau. Oh shit. We had to return the bicycles.
That means a return journey.
But wait! We had actually chanced upon another outlet of the bicycle shop that rented us the bikes! So we just had to return it there! This deserves yet another HUAT AH!!
We had some spare time so we decided to cycle a few rounds around the park first. At this time, it was already dark so ehehehehe~~
We lost track of time and fortunately made it back to return the bicycles. Ok, time to go back to Vivocity. Jing An and Daniel wanted to buy clothes. Well, sure. IF WE WEREN'T STUCK IN SOME HELL HOLE ULU DAMN PLACE. Jk. Took a taxi after some walking.
So Daniel the fashionista started to advise me on fashion and whatnot. I felt sense in his words, but I feel like I'm restricted by cost. These things cost $30!! I would love to upgrade myself, but I think I lack the coordination to make myself look good. Maybe I just feel too comfortable in a shirt and shorts, such that I feel like it's ok to wear it to "town". I do want a long sleeve shirt though.
Guess once I become self sufficient I'll get some cool looking clothes.
Surprise! Jing An's friends Darren and Adabelle had came too. And my anti social side had to show up. Fortunately Yan Bo was there to join me. Comrade!!
We took the MRT to Clarke Quay, and when we headed out it was just a sea of people outside. Why the hell are there so many people? Do you want to celebrate your New Year with sweaty people or something?
We arrived at our destination after some navigation through the crowd, only to find more crowds there. The venue had a stage and an allocated area for people to view it, and we were forced to view it from the side. With the constant pushing and shoving from people around me, this was far from the celebration I had thought initially. Finally, we left the crowd to somewhere I don't know. And then our ACJC comrades found some seniors or people from the same batch, I don't know. But they were 18 so... And they were dressed fashionably many levels ahead of me.
After being dragged around to find a bar, we found a space and the other ordered cocktails. Feeling that it was rather expensive (no I'm not a cheapskate, I just have the feeling like this area would have rip offs, like that $3 mineral water in Marina Bay kinda thing), I passed. Yan Bo shared with me his mudslide cocktail. By the way, it was pretty good. (Yan Pro, you the real MVP)
The 3 girls started off the drinking games and it was rather amusing to me, as it was my first time and this was a rather strange experience. Drawing a card, we had to do things according the number drawn and it usually involved drinking.
Happy New Year! Totally random but it suddenly felt insignificant because we were too engrossed in playing.
After about 10 sips, my stomach started to burn as the alcohol took its effect. Keeping an eye on my phone, I reminded myself to leave as soon as I can as I did not want to miss the last bus back. It was kinda hard to spoil the mood though and as 12.20 struck I had to go. I wanted to continue playing though. Had to bid myself goodbye and say I'm a pussy before that.
Alright. How to go to the MRT? LLOLOLOLOL
Manage to find my way after using Ingress. Ingress saves lives yo.
Caught a 265 at AMK Hub with pockets of people returning home. The rest of the guys posted photos of them there with their cocktails. Next time, I shall get one myself!
It was a good experience. I'll never go out on New Year's Day any more. Drinking? I'm up for that! Crowds? Oh hell naw....
It's 14 days past New Years' but I still have to go according to tradition and say HUAT AH!! ROAD TO 90 RANK POINTS!!
J2 is here, I've been troubled by many things also. Maybe when I have the time I'll talk a bit more. See you in a bit.
