Passing

jon laa wrote on February 11th, 2009, 12:12 pm

It seems like the internship is over in a blink of an eye, but it is actually pretty much a hoard of unceasing disturbances. The food here is good, not that I tried the turtle soup, frog legs, durians or whatever that is famous here. The malay food is awesome, indonesian food rather. The kind that you wouldn’t find anywhere else and will never forget. There’re lots of small grocery stalls which sells perishables from fruits, vegetables to fresh fishes by the roads, it’s amazing to see ice-filled cartons with fishes buried within in a sunny hot day.

The walkways are so narrow that it isn’t uncommon to see people walking on the roads instead. In fact, the lanes by the shops tend to be void of vehicles. Pedestrians tend to walk on the road to avoid the crowd or the harlots. And the harlots are such amazing people, though terrible disturbing, to the degree of being revolting. But at the end of the day, they are still remarkable people.

Geylang has been awesome, a culturally-intensified microcosm of the cold, bleak, cosmopolitan, secular and synthesised city-state.

Last night’s lesson wasn’t too bad. The tuning work is getting into shape, my ears are starting to work after a three-year hiatus. It is agreed that they are lazy, and that I am not listening hard enough. Terrible. I’m a little lazy, or very lazy for the week. No plans to practise actually. Like, I am just not anxious about it.

I don’t really have anything more to say, I think it’s a mental block. Good bye.