so singapore...we meet again.

So I got the option to organise my own flights to Korea. I figured; why not stop over in Singapore? Catch up with friends, blah blah. I only came back for the fried carrot cake. One of the weird things about Singapore to me is that it just feels like home sometimes. And I’ve been maybe a whole 3 times? I think it’s the people…my whole life I grew up around Malaysians and Singaporeans so I guess I just feel more comfortable around them. And Singapore is as multicultural as Asians can get. This time around I didn’t do too much sight-seeing or shopping…just chilling with friends. The first day I hung out with my cousin CY (cheers for putting me up again, cuz!) and had some of the best dim sum I’ve had in a long long time. To me, dim sum is like crack. And I can't say I've ever had a bad day which also involved dim sum of some kind. And I don't mean to say you can't have a bad day on crack either, haha.

good luck in kobe minzy!

In the afternoon I met my buddy Minzy at Ion for a coffee and some kaya toast (which I also regret not bringing over, d’oh!). The lady behind the counter was a bitch but now that I think about it, I’m the one paying for fucking toast. She has every right to treat me like an idiot, because frankly I am one. Minzy was another friend I met on my study tour in China last year who funnily enough is going to Japan next month to teach English! After that we went outside and took a few photos. Or squatted around out the front and tried to take some shots from arty angles. I guess people thought we were looking for some contacts or something?

After that I met another friend of mine, Jean (who I met through a mutual friend of Minzy’s, coincidentally) and had a walk around Orchard Road. Or it would be more apt to say I carried her stuff while she went shopping haha. Yeah yeah, I’m a chump. After that we had a wander down to Clark Quay for a few cold bevvies =) I just wish they had some micro-breweries in Busan! Brewerx can make a mean pale ale, just sayin’.

The next day I saw Jean again and had some pork intestines for breakfast…om nom nom. Yeah I know what you're thinking, but it tastes surprisingly good. Who would have thought eating the digestive organs of a pig could be so delicious? I don’t know what’s worse for jews and muslims; circumcision or giving up pork. I think I’d rather go to hell than give up bacon. Hell to me is a place without bacon anyway.

After that I met up with Yanggs (who I met the last time I came to Singapore) and her friend Sarah for some noodles in Chinatown! To me all of Singapore is Chinatown but hey, whatever. So we chilled out for most of the afternoon. And those girls can seriously talk…I don’t think Singaporean girls ever have to deal with awkward silences hahaha. And by that point I was feeling pretty wrecked so I was happy to let them do most of the talking...I can't say there's ever a dull moment whenever Yanggs is involved!

celebrating her
 birthday 3 hours early,
what an eager beaver

That night we went out for dinner at Baa Bar where Sarah and Jade were working…met up with another friend Nurulia and had a few beers. Had a bit of cake for Yangg's birthday...quality. That girl Sarah can bake! Went back to Sarah’s house where Nurulia and I had a lengthy chat outside about how much responsibilities suck. In case anyone isn't clear on this, they do and they do big time. We ended up catching a taxi later to Zouk to meet Jean, her friend Lin, Zach and a few other peeps. And now that I’ve been there, I can safely say Metros can suck it. The music was good and I even got 

chillin with jean and lin at zouk

groped on the dance floor…winning!

After that I had some bangers and mash     (and then got some food…hohoho) and got ready to go straight to the airport (7am check-in, ugh). And then I had a mini freak-out. The entire time I was getting ready to go to Korea I never worried about anything, strangely enough. But as I was leaving Zouk it suddenly dawned on me that I was now leaving everyone I knew behind…and it really scared me. I was going to be all alone and that depressed the fuck out of me. And I’m pretty sure the alcohol didn’t exactly put me in a balanced state of mind either. Thankfully I had a pretty awesome friend around to talk me out of being a bitch =) Cheers Yanggs!

So went straight to the airport around 5.00AM and said my goodbyes to Yanggs around 6.00AM. I wouldn’t say we were the freshest looking people in the airport at that point. I was completely fuckhoused the entire Saturday. Slept for most of the flight to Seoul, periodically waking up to gawk at the crazy hot Air Asia hostesses. That day was a little hazy to say the last. Now, next stop Seoul – Incheon!

peekaboo i see you!