Singapore: Day Three.

Again, woke up late... like every other day. Especially since I had a headache the night before. Again, as well, we had no idea what to do for the rest of the day in order to kill time before The Race.

Yeap. So we did what most people would actually refrain from doing on a Sunday... and on a weekend when Singapore is most jam-packed; Head over to Universal Studios.

Trust me when I say that although we've talked about what to do in Singapore, y'know, vague ideas about the Night Safari and Lion King the Musical (which I insisted that Hadzray watched, because I watched the original one in the West End and IT IS BLOODY SPECTACULAR and I wouldn't mind watching it again)... but Universal Studios was never in the equation.

Mainly because I know for a fact that not all rides are yet open and because my parents are planning on bringing the whole family over there once my sister is done with her PMR. Which I doubt I'll get to join anyways, because I won't be having any sort of vacation... until next year. When I finish my foundation. *dies* Walau wehh gilaaaaa la siaaaa. 

Egypt now HAS to wait till next year. *sigh*

First of all, before we head onto Universal Studios;

Aiskrim roti Singapura timeeee.

We had this the day before as well, in place of a proper breakfast. Coz this dude doesn't eat breakfast, for some reason.

This ice cream makes me strangely enough; Happy. And I know for sure that its coz the bread is colourful. I'm sooo easy to please sometimes. Though the ice cream I chose for this particular day (Blueberry) didn't look as funky and well-suited for the rainbow bread as the Raspberry ice cream I ordered the day before. *sad* Shouldn't have been so lazy to whip out my camera.

So we walked towards the MRT station, as usual, and I swear to GOD I think that theres this one announcement that is directed to me. 

I was still finishing up my ice cream once we reached the MRT station, and as we were coming down the stairs there was this sudden announcement;

"Please do not eat in the MRT station"

or

"No food are allowed in the MRT station"

or

SOMETHING LIKE THAT LAH.

I looked  around, and fair enough, no one else was eating. WHAT. THE. How freaky is thattt? So I ended up choking. On my ICE. CREAM. because I know how strict they are over there and I could easily be fined like... 500 Singaporean Dollars for my one dollar ice cream. *cries*

But I survived... and even conquered the globe!

This globe lah.

Conquered it with my mindddd. (I refused to stand in front of it and pose)

Hadzray.

Hadzray and myself.

Just look at me. Awkward o not? Awkward rightttt?

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I'd buy some if they had one in green tea flavour. But they didn't.

*sobs*  My matcha addiction.... its neverending.

Customary theme park photos:

I would've died in those costumes. The weather is no kidding weh!

Packed cotton candies and potholes. 

Would've taken a picture ala Marilyn Monroe... but I wore a skirt the day before.

Pizza lunch, and figuring out our way around the place.

A lamppost and frozen Cola in another theme park staple bottle.

I'd always get myself one of these, be it from Disneyland or not.

Girls with flawless pins. 

I punched him in the gut by the way.

Just out of curiosity.

So basically we only spent about 4-5 hours there, riding the roller coasters... Thrice. And some other random rides, including the Merry-Go-Round where I became a bit disturbed by how you are also allowed to 'ride' on an old man and woman. 

The park was EMPTY. I repeat; EMPTY. We didn't have to queue for anything, other than that one Shrek 4D movie. 

And finally, it was time FOR THE RACE!

Awesome pawsome seats and they're one of the cheapest or IS the cheapest. Not quite certain.

I look like a guy here. Right? Right?

*twirls moustache*

Sikap harus tidak senonoh.

The view. LOOK AT IT.

How to NOT wear a tattoo sleeve.

Oh hello there Sebastian Vettel, who is too damn fast for my Pen to capture.

My eyes look.... -________-

But whatever, I like this picture nonetheless.

Around the 40th lap or so, we moved out from our seats and headed out to Padang where we watched the remaining of the race on the big screen.

Comments on the race:

[1] Vettel is FEARLESS. Drove like a maniac (with mad skills). The distance between him and Jenson Button in the beginning was eight seconds and he increased it to twenty-two seconds(!) WTF. 

[2] The best car (physically speaking) is definitely McLaren's. The car looked chrome beneath the spotlights of the race tracks. 

[3]  Lewis Hamilton was... INSANE. Plus he could have easily won if he didn't receive a penalty and didn't crash into Massa, resulting in having to enter the pit and replace his front wing. From 20th place... to 4th? 8th? Wait. Lupa. 

[4] Ferrari didn't place in the Top Three. *frowns* But Alonso gave it a good go. :-)

Afterwards, it was LINKIN PARK who put the whole event to an end. I was pretty excited coz Meteora used to be my JAMMMM when it came out. I would listen to it in the car while everyone else was listening to the radio. Then they'd tell me that the whole time I thought I was singing silently to myself, I was actually screaming the words to their songs. 

And rapping like the Mike Shinoda wannabe I used to be. -______-

No clear pictures of the performance, though I did take a few videos.

Verdict: They are FLAWLESS live. Definitely going to see them if they ever decide to come to Malaysia for a concert again.

Who we assume to be part of the Ferrari team.

Most probably the physicists coz I'm judgmental and I think I know what physicists are supposed to look like from watching Big Bang Theory.

And so the night ended.

The following day, we woke up late as usual, and straight away checked out of the hotel. Didn't even bother going anywhere else but Changi airport, even when our flight was six hours away. 

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Tried figuring out why we decided on a late flight since both of us had something due the next couple of days and are freaking out. I, personally freaked out because I'd be missing three drawing classes in total. 

Hung out in Starbucks so that Hadzray could do his work;

... and I listen to my baby John Mayer and sip on Matcha Frappe AKA The Only Thing I Drink at Starbucks.

End.

Last but not least; I'm heading for Amsterdam tomorrow. Not really feeling the excitement just yet (I hope), mainly because I just came back from Singapore, and the workload is pretty insane, even so early in the semester. 

So, may I have a safe journey and return in as good a condition as when I first left. InsyaAllah. :-)