that's my dear for you!
me, with my long sleeves and army backpack. (:
i didn't ask for this shot, but it turned out pretty nice. hehe!
dear unglam shot no. 1. that's her expression of liking something too much. she does that to me, ALWAYS.
dear's unglam shot no.2. i don't know what this was about, but my camera shot's timing not that bad huh.
that's us. two months away from 2nd year!
an awkward shot. i didn't realise i was covering my *peepee*, until now when i'm writing this very sentence. HAHA!the plan was unplanned.
in other words, it was a so-last-minute thing.
dearest yearned to return to the old neighbourhood of dover for the longest time possible,
and yesterday was the day we made her wish fulfilled. LOLS.
dearest and i, we had initially planned for a army-open-house-outing with the rest of her classmates.
we were all set to go; i even woke up at 8 for that.
but things didn't go our way.
we had planned for a meet-up at 9.30 @ boon lay interchange.
but when we reached at 9.45, her friends were neither nowhere to be seen, nor had replied her msg.
and so we thought, we would have a change of plans.
dearest wanted to go for a little shopping for travelling stuffs, while i had a task to find new set of sandals, courtesy of my mum's sponsorship. (:
suntec was the place to be, and so we moved from boon lay to jurong east for a direct bus to city hall.
then out of the blue, peiyi called me on the phone.. and asked where we were. LOLS.
i was like, shits man.
and so i told her we had already taken our leave and had a change of plans.
peiyi had so much wanted us to join along; she pleaded 'eh, come back lah..' in her pitiful tone several times. HAHA, how funny.
decided not to return, and so went to suntec!
it was a pretty aimless shopping.
got moisturizer and granola bars from carrefour, and that was the end of our shopping.
the rest of the time, we were just walking and walking.. in a pointless pursuit for sandals. :'(
and thinking that i still have my braziliano praia, decided against buying a new one.
save money huh. (:
had nowhere else to go, nothing else to do.
and so out of nothing, both of us suggested dover!
haha, i was actually excited for the place.
maybe cos i wanted to hear the stories and memories dearest had to share.
from her lifestyle, up till her love encounters there. (: (:
should i share?
haha, no no. it's personal.
only dearest knows what i'm talking about. LOLS.
so yeah, it's been so long since dear had left dover, that she forgot the stop we had to alight at.
and subsequently, missed a stop.
swear to god, the previous stop we missed was like 300 metres away?
stopped at the NUS busstop, and came across lotsa ITE students, among them fauzi and pe'eh.
walked to the opposite side of the road, on this very worn-out concrete pavement.
we were convinced it would lead us to the dover road estate, so we walked on.
just as we wanted to take a turn, we realised the pavement had reached a dead end!
like wth!
and a sight of a huge terrain of grass stared at us.
it was all muddy and wet. eee...
we were both in whites, and were both in covered shoes.
dear wore her new pair, unfortunately for here that is.
walked, walked, walked.
and poooom, we reached the 1980's.
or that was what i first thought! HAHAHA.
to those who have seen dover, you may know what i'm uttering about.
the neighbourhood, the blocks precisely.. looked torn and tainted!
dover was like an island on it's own.
i see no children, i see no mats & minahs.. the life there was slow-paced, much to the contrast of life on the fast lane.
i see pretty much elderly; there wasn't any much life besides the sounds of the tele, and the chatterings of uncles and aunties.
half of the number of shops were closed.
provision shops dominated the terraces of shops which encircled the central market.
we received stares and glares from uncles and foreign workers alike, no thanks to dearest.
too eye-catching, i guess. LOLS.
dover was an old estate with little new breath of life;
apartment blocks were grey; perfectly reflecting the sober yet serene living it offers.
dover suitably resembles the existence of sweet love letters;
fast facing extention in the face of the rapid improvements -
dover lives on as one-of-its-kind in the ever-changing environment in singapore,
while love letters are fast replaced by short-message-services and emails.
undoubtedly old-fashioned, but they are dying.
sad, pretty sad. :(
so well anyway.
dearest should be thankful that she could still visit her much-loved neighbourhood.
i totally envy her.
i have no places to share my childhood memories from,
i saw block 19 demolished to it's very barren patch of land. :(
that was my best house yet, cos it's got two huge halls!
and the thing i loved about it was, the period of time i lived there was so care-free,
unbound by troubles and worries.
everyday was school, eat and play.
books, rice and soccer.
the life was so much the same like the dover mentioned above.
sober, quiet.. yet tranquil.
:'( sob sob.
i've still got west coast to share, the very least.
i lived at block 709 from the time i was 0 month, till i was 5.
i had imprecise memories, apart from shouting my heart out at the window, and getting scolded by my late granddad for playing with scissors.
i've only got photos to share.
although i grew up in teban gardens, my life was all west coast.
i simply lived the past 17 years around the west coast area,
it's too deep in my blood to imagine myself leaving.
i know teban gardens, pandan gardens, clementi and west coast at my fingertips.
i know every single corners, and block around here. LOLS.
it's been a really long post, guess i'll call it a day.
it's 3.58am as i end off this post.
blog again soon, aiye?
nights to all those sound asleep now.
and one thing left for dear,
i love you. (:
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