UBIN Adventure.

Left a goodbye note to her. And left for Changi.

Prepared my luring rigs and rods two days ago for tonight(previous night.)
Went to lure at UBIN after waiting for two hours for my joker, smoker, drinker, uncouth, but hilarious friends.... haha...

As expected it was pitch black.. My 3 Watt super led torch made it quite bright though. It was extremely exciting and adventurous. The jetty area, somehow or rather was vaguely illuminated by what seemed to be the stars.

There was one part where we had to pass the haunted basketball court, and we all huddled to the opposite side after some hesitation. We walked thru the ever darkening road, shrouded by the tall trees and the boisterous owls and crickets that lived in their great branches. The darkness became almost unbearable as we walked along a short but particularly dense piece of forest, the trees absorbing our light. As we passed by a certain area, an eerie feeling overcame me, as it did another friend. We grew silent as we crept pass area. Then Jay, my friend, whipped out his handphone and encouraged us with his version of civilisation, an mp3 player. Soon we were all singing Boulevard of broken dreams. Then i remembered there was an empty house nearby where my friend had found a tombstone after commenting that he felt very eerie there.

Then we heard the familiar sounds of dogs barking. We all tensed up as we began to hear more and more dogs barking. We decided to walk in one straight line. As i think back on it, i now remember that those dogs only bark and don bite. Anyway, we heard aruond ten dogs coming out behind us. We quickened our pace and after a while, their barks trailed off. Oh, did i mention that we were still singing? haha... I tell if you if i had a camera right there and i passed it up as an assignment i would've have gotten a school-sponsored Oscar! haha... In the comedy section. And we broke out into song again. Doing a medley haha...

Anyway, took a detour from the original spot. Well actually that was a detour in itself because two of them were wearing shoes so we couldn't walk across a river to get where we wanted to go. And halfway there we saw a nicer spot so there we went. A dirt path surrounded by trees with a river running alongside, perpendicular to the beach upfront. Remains or wrecked and rusty cars lay along the path. And forward we went till we reached some kind of sandwall that separated the river from the sea. Well at least only for that day, for the tide wasn't all that high you see.

The morning always makes me feel safer even if it's just 1 o'clock. And apparently it was the same with my frens....

Anyway, we they weren't all to excited abuot fishing there and to tell you honestly, neither was I. The adventure of our surroundings beckoned us, yet we stayed. We built quite a successful campfire, i must say, after thirty minutes of holding hot cigarette lighters, only to see it die out due to a lack of burning materials. So luring we did at that spot. Without mush success i must say. It was a cold nite and the fish were inactive. And my friends weren'te used to casting something that was so light. Anyway, i've vowed to re-visit that spot and do some baiting, with people tht i noe, not some bossy, opinionated AND vocal, person who i'll meet for the first time. Bastards. So i put off the luring.

Anyway, they drank their beers and smoked their ciggies, which i felt was of a very low grade. I can only stand quality Menthol cigarettes. Anything else and i feel like puking. I'm talking abuot the second hand smoke in case you didn't know. I don't smoke. Even if thru some pressure of frens that i only go out with occasionally, i decide to take up smoking, i'd be broke after my first pack. Haha.

La di da, it's now 3am, and they're playing BlackJack. One of the new guys i'd just met thru one of the other guys there, had sai he didn't want to play becuz he didn't know how to play. La di da i blow up my inflatable pillow, put it on the floor, look at the beautiful moon and stars, and fall asleep, thinking of someone special. Cue 4am and i wake up to find them playing a deathmatch version of BlackJack. The new guy who was winning was now down $300 and was trying to see if he could clear his debt in one shot, or double it. Well, of course, he ended up owing them $700. I think my friends have a system. hehe...

Anyway, it was 4.30 and i really needed to take a leak. So after watching them peeing one after another over the hours, i pee-ed in the river too. It's not that i hadn't done it before, it's just never in a place that spooky. I was afraid of... well, picture this. Picture sadako's face illuminated by a glowstick. I had a silly feeling that her face might just surface from the water, mouth wide open, letting my urine fall into her mouth as she rose up. Then as my pee stopped. She'd close her mouth and open her eyes wide and jump up and pull me into the water. Stupid right? Well i forgot my fears and just pee-ed. I made a nice arc though. heehee... I'm always making nice arcs... haha... At least it was better than luring on the ledge. There were two places to fish. One side facing the sea and the other facing the river/lake. Both sides required one to carefully walk along a conrete pillar to walk out to a sort of platform. Eerie. And i could just picture that sadako again, face still illuminated, swimming after my lure with her mouth wide open. And i had to jump a sizable gap to get back to the main area, away from that ledge.

Anyway, it was five o'clock and we decided to do some exploring. So we walked here and there and we ended up nearing a cemetary. Even the bravest of us froze, a few suggested we turn back, and there were no objections. We turned back at a fast pace. Then one of my frens shouted cheong, and we all began to run. Then one of my frens shotued relax and we all slowed down. Then another shouted cheong again and we began to run again. And yet another shouted relax again and we slowed down. - I must say i still have the good sprinting qualities i used to have. The one that earned me the reputation of being the only guy to be able to tackle one of the best footballers in my school. I was still plump then mind you. Not as mush as now of course. haha... The "6 months" can do wonders... haha.. - Anyway, this continued a few more times before we reached a fork in the road and became preoccupied by a cockroach-like insect that we spotted on the floor, next to some wild berries that had been laid here and there along the roads like little pieces of goat dung. Anyway, my fren had to get back early so we began to walk back to the jetty. Passing by the dog area and stuff.. I want to go back there and do more exploring.
Very fun is the phrase i'll use. It's definitely more exciting than OCH! haha...

THE FEARFUL PATH
Along the darkened path we walk
to the place we seek
No other lights to guide us
we border on meek

The brightness we hold
it's life motivated by two pieces of metal.
and if it fails we fold
and our bravado, our shield falls like rose petals.

And so we sing
A song, a song of courage
but yet a song of death
When we sing, our voices quiver
There is no control left.

As we pass an area our fear grows.
our panic starts to multiply tenfold.
The errie stillness of the night
overcomes our weary souls
And yet we haven't even reached our final goal.

We take a mysterious path
our quest of the unknown
And stop is what we do, for we are no more bold
adrenalin now drained, our bodies fail to go.
A mad dash is all that's left, the quest remains untold.


FusionStream, out.