“Come, find my friends,
Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die
It may well be the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles”
– Tennyson, Ulysses
Must. Get. Away.
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7 responses to “Must. Get. Away.”
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I need to get away too. But think about it, going anywhere near right now’d be just about the same as walking down Orchard Rd – it’ll just be too damn crwoded with Singaporeans.
I’m definitely not prepared to spend that kinda money on somehting like that.
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I need to get away too. But think about it, going anywhere near right now’d be just about the same as walking down Orchard Rd – it’ll just be too damn crwoded with Singaporeans.
I’m definitely not prepared to spend that kinda money on somehting like that.
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Go to Koh Chang. boh lang eh.
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Go to Koh Chang. boh lang eh.
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Koh Chang nah tolo?
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Koh Chang nah tolo?
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