We were taken to some mountain yesteday called "seven gods mountain" or something. The bus ride took 2 hours, and we were escorted by 2 polive cars infront and 3 behind with one ambulance... wtf. Along the towns and streets everyone was like :o. Stayed at Paradise resort and spa which was located halfway up the mountain. Never seen anything like it.

This morning there was a hike up the mountain. The path was staired all the way. At the start of the hike, there was a long road... and ALOT of people. people on both side of the road... first there was 100 blowing horns, then 100 beating drums, and then 100 singing. Yes, I counted them, and there was that many. The atmosphere was incredible and the welcome was inbelievable.

And thus the hike ensued.

500metres up, panting... tired as hell, and then you hear music in the distance and turns out theres some tribe playing music for us there. Like wtf, how the hell did they get up here.

The hike never seemed to end. It was like a godamn infinite bukit timah hill. Except that the air gradually became thinner, colder, and there was fog everywhere. But we didn't give a shit. Despite the immense cold I was sweating like shit! Luckily had my phone with me so I played ghost in the shell 2's soundtrack out loud haha.

I started at the back, but slowly overtook the other guys one by one. Legs gone to shit, difficult to breathe, but I knew I couldn't face the guys back home if I didn't overtake each and everyone one of these monsters. In the end I came in 4th out of like 50+?

The view at the top was spectaular. Not.

There was godamn clouds and fog everywhere I couldnt see shit. All I could see was godamn trees and rocks nearby. like 30 minutes of hell for shit! Godamnit! The hike back down took even longer! Because you have to go down the tiny steps slowly or else you'll end up tripping over your own godamn feet and roll down like bloody sonic the hedgehog!

But what the hell.. lunch at chinese restaurant. Some of the ang moh got damn funny ways of holding the chopsticks. Australia holds on in each hand, and grasps them in some sort of death spasm before stabbing stuff and trying to fit in his mouth.

My chinese sucks. But compared to the rest, I'm like god of chinese or something. Just being able to ask for water or identify the food makes me look like some sort of chinese messiah.

Later my group, the watersports group went JETSKIING at the beach at the Sheraton.

Now that was fun shit.

Despite the godamn sun.

And we played beach volleyball. Its funny seeing some of the guys converse in spanish. Its like when they scold each other, all the words are so godamn fast it sounds like they are scolding each other in fast forward mode.

Anyway, the owner of the Sheraton came down and bought us all food and drinks.

Everywhere we go, there's water, juice, and beer. Haha but alot of the guys don't dare to drink because they don't want to turn to fat shits.

I helped Hong Kong upgrade his PSP and sent him street fighter alpha 3. Now we're having like an international street fighter alpha 3 tournament. He's good shit, but I'm trash him. Oh yeah, he's got Nitec kia's habit of CONSTANTLY CHECKING ABS.

Like wtf!

And some of these guy's names are so godman hard to pronounce, we just call each other by country.

Ok I neeed godamn shower, buffet, and gym.