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Surreal Experience

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

I never felt I had ever left home. Not even once. Truth was I was travelling across countries over many kilometres to Fukuoka, Japan yet home was rather close to my heart. Thoughts of my elder sister, brother-in-law and my friends flowed right back into my head whenever I find serenity. Maybe it's because I kept thinking of what to get for them. But nonetheless, I missed their presence. And I'm glad to be back in Singapore during this time of year.

Ever since I stepped off the plane back in Fukuoka, the whole holiday seemed to be a road trip, from Fukuoka, Kyushu, Nagasaki, Osaka then finally settling in Tokyo. Sitting in a coach for hours is just not my thing. Usually I'm sleeping with a big on my lap while resting my chin on top of it and my head just bobs with the occasion bumps along the journey. Sometimes I just stare out the windows and admire both the beautiful scenery of the country sides of Kyushu and the tall city lights of Tokyo.

The green sway along with cold-biting wind and I wonder how wonderful the trees and plants are in their own way. I'm telling you: You don't get to see these kind of trees anywhere in Singapore. What a pity for me as it ain't the season of spring so I didn't have the chance to see any colourful flowers blossom before my eyes. Green Hills from afar form a smooth curve as a foreground to the white peak of Mount Fuji. When we passed over those hills, Mount Fuji looks amazingly huge and beautiful right in your face. We ascended the majestic Mt. Fuji and stopped at the 4th station where we played in the snow and took pictures with a snowman that had no smile.

Spending one night in Tokyo doesn't do justice to a city boy. The colours of those shops just stands out in the darkness and the city is still alive late at night. Shin Sai Bashi was similar to Singapore's Orchard Road and it take about 10 mins to walk from one end to the other. Imagine if you take your own sweet time and explore every shop, I think it'll take more than an hour to complete your window shopping.

And the people you passed by are on the their cellphones, chatting away, while some multi-task by quickening their footsteps and avoiding hitting others in the shoulders. Their clothes are so stylish and looks absolutely stunning. From working adults to young teenagers, their clothings never ceased to amaze me. The male adults are clothed in a suit while covered by a black overhanging coat that reaches the knees while the ladies try their best to look stunning in their black and occasionally white dresses. What about the young ones? They're like Singaporean teenagers who goes around in Orchard Road but they dress a hell lot nicer than us over here. I hope I don't offend anyone when I say we're just a cheap imitation of Japanese teenagers in terms of their dress code. The girls look cute and sassy while the guys style their hairs to their preference and it looks dashing on them.

I'm impressed with their cellphones. They are manufactured to slide it over with your fingers to open up the keypad while some phones you can just flip them open with finesse. Now whenever I look at my phone, I feel kind of awkward that I have an ugly looking phone. If you ever try selling Singapore and Japan cellphones, prepare to call the supplier to sell you more of those Japan cellphones because they're not only sleek but they are also beautiful and more outstanding than Singapore phones. Heck, even my father loves their design but sadly we couldn't afford to have one for it's made for the Japanese.

I would be sporting out a long nose like Pinocchio if I said I never had fun at Universal Studios and Disneyland. This is what I've been waiting for, man. Riding on death-defying roller coasters has always been the thing that pumps my blood in my veins a little faster and I enjoy shouting in excitement whenever the cart takes a plunge down. Besides these rides, there are also the 3D rides that scare the hell out of me when the imaginary brick flies at me.

Looking back at all these, I can't believe I did all of it in just eight days. Sure, it was fun and I had Lsome arguments with my mother but it seemed so hard to swallow it down. Still I'm happy to take a rest again from school and band. I hope these memories will stay locked in my head and now it's time for me to reboot my mind and body so I can get ready for another stressful year ahead.

7 more days to go before this blog officially closes down.

I'll just leave you guys with a saying:
Life can only be understood backward but for it to happen, it must be lived forward.