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Worst fishing trip ever!

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Yesterday was so not looked forward to. We all went to Changi village in Iskandar's car, driven by his brother. We bought baits, and all the such for fishing. Normal spot we reached. The water was too low for us. And the wind was so strong. So we decided to chill. Sing some songs. Watch some chicks. Ya. Then a family came. Said they need to 'tumpang', so okay lah. nevermind. We relax. Then we realise they were taking over. So we just decided okay! letsgo! We went further in. And soon the tide went high. Too high that we can't cast. And adding to mysterious sightings of sort. We just called it a day. and went home. When i got home. I had my shower. and Farhan came with his rented bike. Took me to meet Bro. He was at Safra's Parking lot. he was adjusting some sound stuffs in his van There, we could blast music and shout all we want and nobody could disturb us. We finished at 4, had a meal at Saffron's. Then headed home at 5.


Voiced at 12:11 PM on 07 February 2008