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Sunday, December 13, 2009
let the picture do the talking.
first hougang. than slowly senkang. saw many ppl playing kite with their loved ones.
than went around punggol. the place where i use to go is gone.
slowly i was linked to this place. something weird was that, there were nobody around.
just some cars parked. nobody seen in sight. no traffic lights even. there were no road names.
even though it was weird, the place was peaceful. love to go there again soon.
this where we went for camp in sec 1. we waited for the boat to come. old times.
the sea was dirty.


this is a oil spill. nobody seems to care. i also dont care.
than slowly ride home.