For the first time in two years, i went back to the old fruit farm that my grandparents own to help them collect the fruits that are blooming and still continue to bloom till now and tomorrow and till it doesn't bloom anymore. Was freakishly tired from the three hour drive up and back down to SG. Reached SG at about 10 and now is few hours after that. Took time to rest then blog. It was big. The fruits collected were as usual bigger and heavier than 40kg. That is the weight of me. The fresh durians, mangosteens and rambutans are simply tempting. But sadly, since it has already been weeks that i've eat it i have started to feel disliked towards the fruits.
Anyways, the first thing i did when i came was to put my long sleeved shirt to protect me from the mosquitoes. In the end, i still got bitten. IDK. Then, walked all the way to the back of the land to start work - collecting fruits. It was only 3 acres of land. Ok. End of story. Today was just about this journey. And i think i will be going down again next week if there is no Junior Winds. But i think and hope there will be Junior Winds. Ah. Tata.
Note to self: everything is gone. but friends are still there to see you through. nvr give up.
Anyways, the first thing i did when i came was to put my long sleeved shirt to protect me from the mosquitoes. In the end, i still got bitten. IDK. Then, walked all the way to the back of the land to start work - collecting fruits. It was only 3 acres of land. Ok. End of story. Today was just about this journey. And i think i will be going down again next week if there is no Junior Winds. But i think and hope there will be Junior Winds. Ah. Tata.
Note to self: everything is gone. but friends are still there to see you through. nvr give up.
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