Well the past few days have got some of us getting closer. The spaniards are noisy as hell, I'm with the english speaking group, and those who can't converse in either are still floating around.
The guys talk more in the gym, and compare abs and talk about the different type of abs lol.
We went to nan chao temple yesterday to see monks and the guys doing the kung fu challenge. Erm... It looked good but I think it was damn fake because there was no reverence in the temple whatsoever. It was more like a tourist attraction.
Dinner the other day at the cafe was interesting. Good food, and you know those live musicians who come right up to your table and start playing? There were 4 of them, some latino band. And to top things off, there were fireworks. It was amazing... or so I should say, but I couldn't give a shit because all I wanted to do was to go up and take a shower and play psp.
We visited the shopping mall today, without police and insane escorts for a change. It was nice, though I couldn't find anything I liked. And I can draw money from the atms here! wtf?!
Saw a piano. Like a proper piano at last. Not like the keyboards that I've played with at the band rigs at the hotel. I tried the grand first. It was so soft. And the upright was so out of tune, but we spoke and it had a beautiful inner voice. I accidentally attracted a small crowd though... -_-
Some of the guys have really interesting backgrounds.
Norway was in a military assault team back home. He was about to leave for a mission when he got a call telling him that he won the national title and he was like "wtf?".
Another has been modelling in several countries for like 3 years. He hasn't seen his home in 3 years.
Another is a tv presenter.
Another is a television celebrity.
Australia wants to use the english com so I'll run off to the gym.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Kung fu class in the morning today.
We were taught by actual monks who had incredibly lame names like siao chen and siao song but they were damn good.
They tried to teach us some moves for filming. Thank god the guys learned tai chi and could mimic moves to a decent level already. Their art is interesting. Every attack serves two purposes. The first is to attack, the second is to store chi for the next attack, and so on. Its like a chain. Store, attack and store, attack and store, attack and store, attack and store. So when they land a hit, the chi focused in the blow will hurt big time.
There are alot of martial artists around here. Mr Netherlands practiced karate for 8 years, and Mr i forgothiscountry practiced muay thai for 2 years and was the district champion for 1 year and national second place. I could tell by the heavy air following his whiffed roundhouse kick that I dodged that it packed a punch and he wasn't shitting. So yeah duh, they wanted to spar. Haha. Its always fun to spar with pupils of different arts. You can learn so much.
Kayaking today for my team. Most of the guys weren't much of a challenge except Australia who can bench twice as much as me and ha slike 3-5 percent body fat... -_-
The first 4km he was on par, but after that it was my ride all the way. So yeah, the kayaking race was concluded with singapore first, australia second, can't remember the rest except canada came in last hahaha.
Nigeria has agreed to teach me dancing because we can talk street fighter alpha 3. I've learned hip hop and salsa today, and abit of stage 1 crip walk and stage 2 crip walk. Can you imagine that? There are two types of crip walk. First type goes on 3 counts then pause for one count, the other goes on 4 counts with stat point on the 3rd point. Its godamn tiring for the calves. But yeah, I can dance godamnit. There's no better person to learn crip walking from an actual african american.
There is too much to learn from each of these guys, and I'm going to level up like hell during this trip. Going to learn karate, muay thai again..., dancing, and gym techniques from the monsters. And there are so many other guys that are full of various experiences and specialties.
Getting used to the cameras and stuff. Its like they are everywhere until the point that you couldn't give a damn about them anymore. And everywhere we go people want to take pictures with you. Singapore seems to be quite popular with the chinese people for some reason... it must be a pretty good country eh?
Tomorrow we are going to the nan fu temple or something where the actual shaolin monks are to see their performance. Can't wait. And then there's a godamn boring press conference argh.
We were taught by actual monks who had incredibly lame names like siao chen and siao song but they were damn good.
They tried to teach us some moves for filming. Thank god the guys learned tai chi and could mimic moves to a decent level already. Their art is interesting. Every attack serves two purposes. The first is to attack, the second is to store chi for the next attack, and so on. Its like a chain. Store, attack and store, attack and store, attack and store, attack and store. So when they land a hit, the chi focused in the blow will hurt big time.
There are alot of martial artists around here. Mr Netherlands practiced karate for 8 years, and Mr i forgothiscountry practiced muay thai for 2 years and was the district champion for 1 year and national second place. I could tell by the heavy air following his whiffed roundhouse kick that I dodged that it packed a punch and he wasn't shitting. So yeah duh, they wanted to spar. Haha. Its always fun to spar with pupils of different arts. You can learn so much.
Kayaking today for my team. Most of the guys weren't much of a challenge except Australia who can bench twice as much as me and ha slike 3-5 percent body fat... -_-
The first 4km he was on par, but after that it was my ride all the way. So yeah, the kayaking race was concluded with singapore first, australia second, can't remember the rest except canada came in last hahaha.
Nigeria has agreed to teach me dancing because we can talk street fighter alpha 3. I've learned hip hop and salsa today, and abit of stage 1 crip walk and stage 2 crip walk. Can you imagine that? There are two types of crip walk. First type goes on 3 counts then pause for one count, the other goes on 4 counts with stat point on the 3rd point. Its godamn tiring for the calves. But yeah, I can dance godamnit. There's no better person to learn crip walking from an actual african american.
There is too much to learn from each of these guys, and I'm going to level up like hell during this trip. Going to learn karate, muay thai again..., dancing, and gym techniques from the monsters. And there are so many other guys that are full of various experiences and specialties.
Getting used to the cameras and stuff. Its like they are everywhere until the point that you couldn't give a damn about them anymore. And everywhere we go people want to take pictures with you. Singapore seems to be quite popular with the chinese people for some reason... it must be a pretty good country eh?
Tomorrow we are going to the nan fu temple or something where the actual shaolin monks are to see their performance. Can't wait. And then there's a godamn boring press conference argh.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
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.
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.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
I really have a profound respect for some of the guys here.
Mr Kenya has a whip made out of lion's mane. It illegal to hunt lions now, but he had to go out into the wilderness and kill a bloody lion with a godamn spear to prove his manhood.
Godlike balls man. Really blows things out of perspective in contrast to singaporean's everyday life. I mean, what are 3 ah bengs compared to 1 lion?
Tried to follow germany in gym tonite, and boy was that a mistake. We did legs and walking felt funny for awhile. I hope I can still walk tomorrow because there's a hike up a mountain.
The competition for the talent trophy is on. This is the reason why I am here. Alot of strong singers and song writers. Some dancers, some drama actors. Its like world idol cum so you can dance cum 30 seconds of fame.
Its not going to be easy trying to get that title.
Our head of security works for the british intelligence. Apparantly it makes sense because there are alot of sensitive issues with so many country's representatives in one place. And the people on every floor with walkie talkies 24/7... those aren't attendants... they're bloody security wtf?
Okay need SLEEP!
Mr Kenya has a whip made out of lion's mane. It illegal to hunt lions now, but he had to go out into the wilderness and kill a bloody lion with a godamn spear to prove his manhood.
Godlike balls man. Really blows things out of perspective in contrast to singaporean's everyday life. I mean, what are 3 ah bengs compared to 1 lion?
Tried to follow germany in gym tonite, and boy was that a mistake. We did legs and walking felt funny for awhile. I hope I can still walk tomorrow because there's a hike up a mountain.
The competition for the talent trophy is on. This is the reason why I am here. Alot of strong singers and song writers. Some dancers, some drama actors. Its like world idol cum so you can dance cum 30 seconds of fame.
Its not going to be easy trying to get that title.
Our head of security works for the british intelligence. Apparantly it makes sense because there are alot of sensitive issues with so many country's representatives in one place. And the people on every floor with walkie talkies 24/7... those aren't attendants... they're bloody security wtf?
Okay need SLEEP!
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