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Saturday, 19 September 2009 10:53 pm

bad blood and lost scrolls


i tried donating blood for the first time in all of 21 years today but got rejected because my blood did not have enough iron according to the blob that did not sink in the copper sulphate solution ): and i still do not know my blood type. oh well.




in a moment of impromptu desire, i decided to catch the Dead Sea Scrolls exhibition at the arts house before it ends this sunday. yes, alone. the self-reflective, peaceful and pensieve me-time i was looking forward to was robbed by the mob of people swarming into the arts house as i neared its entrance. for a moment i wanted to turn back and leave but obviously that would have been totally dumb. well, even though i didn't get the quiet stroll i originally envisioned the visit was still rather good. museums are beautiful places, did i ever tell anyone that? it's perfect for a nice afternoon outing by yourself (minus the crowd). the Bible has been re-written and translated countless times! ok there's a figure of course but i can't remember. there are so many versions and so many languages and so many parts and so many pieces. it is unimaginable to think that this little powerful black book sitting on the shelf was such a rare and highly sought-after thing centuries ago because then, only a privileged few got to own one. and theirs were mega-sized.



after the visit, i got myself the old-school ice cream cone with the mixed flavours of corn, strawberry, chocolate etc that my sec sch friends and i used to get after school at redhill mrt. i've never realised how magnificent cavanagh bridge is. a couple was taking their wedding shots on it as i walked past. the ang-moh groom had his asian bride up in his arms while the photographer was on the ground, shouting directions for their poses from a distance away. they look quite sweet haha. singapore river had a certain nostalgic feel for a moment too as i wandered along, trying to finish my cone before the mrt entrance came up too soon. i should do this more often.































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