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Born in Sg, survived seven years of IJ, escaped to canada for the miraculous rebirth.. likes to say she found self there, But well when can we reach self actualization? now a waterloo student. 110% horse mad, was practically born on the back of a horse ( or rather wishes she was) horses are my favourite thing.

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Friday, April 29, 2011
You've come a long way baby

Typing this Narita airport, finally finally on the way back to Singapore after a complimentary one night stay at a radisson hotel. Gorgeous hotel though, but it's a bit sad to be at a hotel when you are all alone. Although I did have a wonderful mega spread breakfast buffet!! ( yay no more boring breakfasts at home) Walked around most of the time.... there was a wedding going on that day, saw the staff sprucing up the place, setting up flowers and the wedding gazebo, there was a even a carriage!!

So i did manage to catch a glimpse of the couple getting into the carriage before the ceremony. But once I saw the horse pulling it my heart sank, the poor creature of the clysdale variety most likely looked thin and unkempt, his/her mane was all tatty instead of neatly braided and looked as though he/ she was limping. It made me sad to look at the happy couple and the sad looking horse. I know the life of a working horse is a harsh one, but looking at the poor creature just ruined it for me. Can't help it!

Im finally glad to be going home, it's been waaay too long of journey.