I'm flyng off today. You cannot imagine how much I will miss this place. But we'll come back, won't we? All my bags set, heavy or not, clothes, jacket, shoes, moisturizer, things to entertain myself, and most of all, me.
The atmosphere in this room is all gloomy. No one wants to go. Kisha doesn't either. Her face was drenched in sadness. But what can we do? I have school, Dad's got work, vacations don't last forever unless you're retired. And which I'm not. At least I'll meet my friends in Panama again. At least I'll have something to do again. At least I know I'm on land and won't be flying around the globe for a while.
My eyes are heavy from all the packing, the walking, the laughing, and crying. So here I come miserable flight. In my long sleeve navy shirt and leggings with my Coach bag and check-in, my Fila shoes, and the headband I secretly smugggled from Kisha's dorm. Here we come.
This will be my last blog for this little series of travel journals, I hope you enjoyed reading them as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
The Branded Backpacker: Day 9, The End of the Beginning
Why hello there!
Oh crap, school is coming. Really, really soon. It's a whisker away. And I'm going to take the most dreadful, crappy, pathetic, sickening, and whatever words you can find that can describe my misery to my flight back to Panama.*haaa-leh-lu-ya* It just had to be SIN-NAR-LAX-houston-PTY! Why can't it be SIN-MIA-PTY?!
'Oh, because the airline hasn't agreed on any contract to make it another destination.'
Fabulous.
Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock. Right now I'm just in some Nike shirt that says 'MAXOUT' and track shorts.
Hello synthetic plane food. Hello airsickness.
Oh crap, school is coming. Really, really soon. It's a whisker away. And I'm going to take the most dreadful, crappy, pathetic, sickening, and whatever words you can find that can describe my misery to my flight back to Panama.*haaa-leh-lu-ya* It just had to be SIN-NAR-LAX-houston-PTY! Why can't it be SIN-MIA-PTY?!
'Oh, because the airline hasn't agreed on any contract to make it another destination.'
Fabulous.
Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock. Right now I'm just in some Nike shirt that says 'MAXOUT' and track shorts.
Hello synthetic plane food. Hello airsickness.
Friday, January 8, 2010
The Branded Backpacker: Day 8, I Just Remembered
Today was boring if you stayed in the house and did these things:
1) Staring blankly at the screen waiting for a video to load.
2) Watching the T.V blindly and making some OOO's and AAH's during the process.
3) Scribbling and shading and sketching pictures of polaroid and fisheye cameras with vigor.
4) Listening to music and taking the lyrics to thought.
5) Playing MARIO bros. till the DS battery died.
6) Resting your head on your palm and sighing every now and then.
7) Putting lotion after a shower.
8) Combing your hair.
9) Think of things you know won't ever happen. (Or could it?)
10) Remembering you're going to see your sister's dorm in a matter of minutes.
Oh. I just remembered. Well I'll go out simple tonight then:
A black tank top from TOPHSOP, some white shorts, a green over-blouse, and my grey Clarks. Maybe I'll tie up my hair today...yeah I'll do that. I wonder where's my hair tie....
1) Staring blankly at the screen waiting for a video to load.
2) Watching the T.V blindly and making some OOO's and AAH's during the process.
3) Scribbling and shading and sketching pictures of polaroid and fisheye cameras with vigor.
4) Listening to music and taking the lyrics to thought.
5) Playing MARIO bros. till the DS battery died.
6) Resting your head on your palm and sighing every now and then.
7) Putting lotion after a shower.
8) Combing your hair.
9) Think of things you know won't ever happen. (Or could it?)
10) Remembering you're going to see your sister's dorm in a matter of minutes.
Oh. I just remembered. Well I'll go out simple tonight then:
A black tank top from TOPHSOP, some white shorts, a green over-blouse, and my grey Clarks. Maybe I'll tie up my hair today...yeah I'll do that. I wonder where's my hair tie....
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
The Branded Backpacker: Day 7 , A Night With Near Death
Last night wasn't like any other night.
After my boring outing, when all the aunties went home, me and Dad went to pick Kisha up in Vivo City(it's a huge and marvelous shopping centre in Singapore). After we took some wrong turns and misleading signs we found her and hopped on the car, where my Dad had to scour the whole carpark to look for it.
Then Kisha wanted to see some apartments that are for rent. And blahblahblah. When we were reversing out of the place, remember it's nighttime, I said it was clear on both sides(I was in the backseat), while my Dad was reversing to the other lane, kind of fast for some god-knows-what reason, and Kisha was blabbering about how her friends could share the apartment, right there some crazy motorcyclist just appeared out of nowhere--speeding; in two blinks he was already about to ram into us. It looked like death was on our side.
In any situation like this, the most likely state you'd be in your memoir or slice of life would be: I froze. And frozen I was. During my frozen moment, Kisha shrieked, " Oh my god Dad slow down! AHHH!" I braced myself for a big craaash sound. But all I heard was silence.
By the time I opened my eyes the freaking motor bike guy was already accelerating toward the darkness and our car was left under the moonlit sky to reverse to the other lane all over again. After that terrifying moment of fatality, we drove off with Dad cursing the guy, Kisha imagining if it would have crashed, her face would need surgery and she would be out for a semester in university (her face is her number one priority), and me wondering why I didn't say anything.
After my boring outing, when all the aunties went home, me and Dad went to pick Kisha up in Vivo City(it's a huge and marvelous shopping centre in Singapore). After we took some wrong turns and misleading signs we found her and hopped on the car, where my Dad had to scour the whole carpark to look for it.
Then Kisha wanted to see some apartments that are for rent. And blahblahblah. When we were reversing out of the place, remember it's nighttime, I said it was clear on both sides(I was in the backseat), while my Dad was reversing to the other lane, kind of fast for some god-knows-what reason, and Kisha was blabbering about how her friends could share the apartment, right there some crazy motorcyclist just appeared out of nowhere--speeding; in two blinks he was already about to ram into us. It looked like death was on our side.
In any situation like this, the most likely state you'd be in your memoir or slice of life would be: I froze. And frozen I was. During my frozen moment, Kisha shrieked, " Oh my god Dad slow down! AHHH!" I braced myself for a big craaash sound. But all I heard was silence.
By the time I opened my eyes the freaking motor bike guy was already accelerating toward the darkness and our car was left under the moonlit sky to reverse to the other lane all over again. After that terrifying moment of fatality, we drove off with Dad cursing the guy, Kisha imagining if it would have crashed, her face would need surgery and she would be out for a semester in university (her face is her number one priority), and me wondering why I didn't say anything.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
The Branded Backpacker: Day 6, Out With the Old
Hey folks! Zeet iz meh, ze very amazing...eh...ze very amazing person! haha, I should stop that. I have been listening to Jason Mraz for the past 3 days and I think I'm going crazy. I'm not getting sick of it yet and...and...yeah. Right now the song is 'Coyotes'(one of my favourites). Today I'm going with my aunts to some shopping mall. And they're all 'money conscious' and all of those sorts! I have no idea how to shop with them!
Anyway I'm going to step out with my headband from forever 21, my sailor-like blouse from COTTON ON, and my ZARA leggings(haha again! I love it too much) and my denim converse high cuts.
Bye!
Anyway I'm going to step out with my headband from forever 21, my sailor-like blouse from COTTON ON, and my ZARA leggings(haha again! I love it too much) and my denim converse high cuts.
Bye!
Saturday, January 2, 2010
The Branded Backpacker: Day 5, Look At What I Did Today!
Oh no! I'm a day late? For what you ask? For missing a day blogging for the New Year! Woops! Well it's only a day, I mean imagine if I said 'Happy 2010!' during August, people would think I've gone mad! So, Happy 2010! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
ANYWAY, guess where I went today! My friend's, Charlene, house! I was jumping in the car seat while Kisha(yes, she drives now. How old is she again?) 'demanded' me to eat a, quoute, " Freaking Damn Good' crispy Char Siew Bao as she drove around Bishan in search of my friend's 'hidden' house. Char Siew Bao(pronounced as 'chah SII-you ba-ow) is a ball of bread, that in this case is deep-fried(or was it toasted?) that has minced honey glazed pork in the middle!Mmmmmmmm...it really was good! Except for the part where the crumbly pieces, or crumbs, kept on flying out from my nibbles and landed on my plaid pants from forever 21. Well, it wasn't my fault those crumbs were afraid of me! But in the end I just had to clean up my little mess. Sigh.
When we arrived, my sister took a polaroid(you know that kind of camera that takes a photo of you and develops it on the spot?) picture of us and drove off to meet her friend. Nothing much changed in Charlene's house. It's just that she grew taller...than me! But only time will tell if I grow tall or not so, whatever.
Then we went to the excersise-playground, in which Charlene made me sweat it all out, laughed our socks off(well, my socks really), invented a game(we are still kids, and we still have imagination....Rainbows and unicorns excluded), watched the 16th episode of 'The Mentalist' on her computer which was cut short when SOMEBODY called.
So I packed my MANGO scavenger bag (could it be also called a satchel?Hmmm...Mrs. Brown...?), straightened my white Mossimo top, slipped my feet into my denim high-cut Converse shoes, hugged Charlene goodbye(who knows when I'd see her again?), and hopped into Kisha's (and Dad's actually) car and went back to my temporary home, or my aunt's house.
Well, I'm all poofed out, so I'm gonna have some really goooooooooood rest. It's 1:o7 am here in Singapore! So good morning and night!
Byeeeee!
ANYWAY, guess where I went today! My friend's, Charlene, house! I was jumping in the car seat while Kisha(yes, she drives now. How old is she again?) 'demanded' me to eat a, quoute, " Freaking Damn Good' crispy Char Siew Bao as she drove around Bishan in search of my friend's 'hidden' house. Char Siew Bao(pronounced as 'chah SII-you ba-ow) is a ball of bread, that in this case is deep-fried(or was it toasted?) that has minced honey glazed pork in the middle!Mmmmmmmm...it really was good! Except for the part where the crumbly pieces, or crumbs, kept on flying out from my nibbles and landed on my plaid pants from forever 21. Well, it wasn't my fault those crumbs were afraid of me! But in the end I just had to clean up my little mess. Sigh.
When we arrived, my sister took a polaroid(you know that kind of camera that takes a photo of you and develops it on the spot?) picture of us and drove off to meet her friend. Nothing much changed in Charlene's house. It's just that she grew taller...than me! But only time will tell if I grow tall or not so, whatever.
Then we went to the excersise-playground, in which Charlene made me sweat it all out, laughed our socks off(well, my socks really), invented a game(we are still kids, and we still have imagination....Rainbows and unicorns excluded), watched the 16th episode of 'The Mentalist' on her computer which was cut short when SOMEBODY called.
So I packed my MANGO scavenger bag (could it be also called a satchel?Hmmm...Mrs. Brown...?), straightened my white Mossimo top, slipped my feet into my denim high-cut Converse shoes, hugged Charlene goodbye(who knows when I'd see her again?), and hopped into Kisha's (and Dad's actually) car and went back to my temporary home, or my aunt's house.
Well, I'm all poofed out, so I'm gonna have some really goooooooooood rest. It's 1:o7 am here in Singapore! So good morning and night!
Byeeeee!
Friday, January 1, 2010
The Branded Backpacker: Day 4, Movie Mania
It's me-ee! You've missed some days, so let me fill you up with the ones that are most memorable.
I watched Avatar on Wednesday, and boy, it was spectacular! The graphics of the blue-people, or Nav'i are so life-like! The scenes that they showed was mind-blowing. It had, in my point of view, on-the-edge-of-seat action! Really, how can you not take your eyes off the screen? And they have it in 3-D, that would be even better since you would feel like you are right where the 'futuristic' helicopters were!
Then the next night, which was New Years Eve, we, as in Pop, Kish, and me, watched...wait for it... Sherlock Holmes! The whole cast are seriously good acting! But there are some parts from the trailer I watched that wasn't shown in the movie...it must've been for a different country. But I loved it when the film silences the noises and focuses on the thoughts of Sherlock(who is played by the guy from 'Ironman') in where, usually when he was about to attack or tackle a guy, he would plan out his moves and tells us what would happen if he does them. And I almost choked on my own tongue when Watson(Jude Law, isn't it?), Sherlock's ally and a doctor, says his punchline," Don't worry, relax, I'm a doctor," when someone he threw down struggles to get out of his grip.
Oh, and don't get me started on Irene Adler(acted by...er, Rachel McAdams, am I right?). She is gorgeous! It's either the make-up or the fact that Rachel McAdams totally fits the role of that charming and cunning woman that Sir Arthur Conan Doyle made up!
I think this blog is turning into a movie review....*blushed face*I should stop blabbering on about how these two movies are ' DAMN GOOD!' Ok. Stop. It's just that these movies are the best so far--ok. I have stopped. So that's all that you missed, gonna blog soon!
Buh-bye!
*******PLEASE MIND THE LACK OF BRAND NAMES LISTED. THE BLOGGER FORGOT WHAT SHE WAS WEARING*******
I watched Avatar on Wednesday, and boy, it was spectacular! The graphics of the blue-people, or Nav'i are so life-like! The scenes that they showed was mind-blowing. It had, in my point of view, on-the-edge-of-seat action! Really, how can you not take your eyes off the screen? And they have it in 3-D, that would be even better since you would feel like you are right where the 'futuristic' helicopters were!
Then the next night, which was New Years Eve, we, as in Pop, Kish, and me, watched...wait for it... Sherlock Holmes! The whole cast are seriously good acting! But there are some parts from the trailer I watched that wasn't shown in the movie...it must've been for a different country. But I loved it when the film silences the noises and focuses on the thoughts of Sherlock(who is played by the guy from 'Ironman') in where, usually when he was about to attack or tackle a guy, he would plan out his moves and tells us what would happen if he does them. And I almost choked on my own tongue when Watson(Jude Law, isn't it?), Sherlock's ally and a doctor, says his punchline," Don't worry, relax, I'm a doctor," when someone he threw down struggles to get out of his grip.
Oh, and don't get me started on Irene Adler(acted by...er, Rachel McAdams, am I right?). She is gorgeous! It's either the make-up or the fact that Rachel McAdams totally fits the role of that charming and cunning woman that Sir Arthur Conan Doyle made up!
I think this blog is turning into a movie review....*blushed face*I should stop blabbering on about how these two movies are ' DAMN GOOD!' Ok. Stop. It's just that these movies are the best so far--ok. I have stopped. So that's all that you missed, gonna blog soon!
Buh-bye!
*******PLEASE MIND THE LACK OF BRAND NAMES LISTED. THE BLOGGER FORGOT WHAT SHE WAS WEARING*******
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