Very Belated Post: The Virgin Adventure at Universal Studios Singapore & The Roller Coaster Phobia

(This blog post has been hidden in my draft for the past few months and I guess it’s time to complete it. I tried to recall as much as I could so that this will become a memory to keep for decades to come.)
I’ve been missing for the past 5 months (Oops), so I think it’s time I should update this blog, with a blog post that supposed to be published five month earlier.
So… during the previous holiday (how I am looking forward to my next long holiday in August right now), I was entitled to 2 tickets to Universal Studios Singapore (USS) thanks to a Instagram competition organised by Ngee Ann Poly. We were supposed to write how we are going to spend my vacation…
And I wrote a freaking long post (no choice, maybe it’s a blogger thing. We tend to over write. Oops). And fortunately for me, my long post didn’t go to waste. I was declared one of the 6 winners (alongside Rebecca and Huiqi who also won the tickets — but turn out they got tickets to the other attractions instead) 
After a few days of anticipation, the mail arrived.

On the 4th of April, I jio-ed Rebecca to embark on this trip which I SWEAR I WILL NEVER FORGET.

Rebecca had went to USS for a few times (I supposed), so she’s my ‘tour guide’ for the day.

Apparently, someone *cough**cough* was late so I decided to wander about…

I could see USS from HarbourFront (duh)
And then had some coffee and did some reading.

Sometimes I really suspect what I’ve been doing for the entire of my lifetime, but coffee and books (of course, plus music) can easy satisfy me.
I barely read a few pages before Reb arrived and we were on the way to USS…
After she had her Subway breakfast. HAHAHAHA
I am just going to forego about the process of getting there and retrieving the tickets. I mean, that’s not the main point ya? Let’s fast forward to the moment I stepped foot on USS for the first time in my lifetime.
What greeted me was a like a scene right out of a fairy tale book. 
Yeah, something like that. I felt like a princess right at that instance. Okok, I know I am a guy, it doesn’t make sense for me to have those kind of fantasy. *swipes hair*
It really looks like the place I would want to live for the remainder of my life. Wandering around the palace 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 52 weeks a year (Call me Prince Edward guys)
Let’s come back to reality. Reality is one something big to accept. WHO LIKES THE REALITY ANYWAY.
My imagination doesn’t survived that long before I was dragged to the nearest roller coaster ride. 
Welcome on board Enchanted Airways.
I took a deep breathe.
I remembered the last time I took a roller coaster ride, which was like approximately 7 years ago, I was shouting like how a normal person would shout if they were to know their boyfriends were actually some vampires (sorry, Belle).

My heart palpitated as I moved along the queue line. I was praying that the queue would jam forever. I stood there trying to compose myself before my spirit could even decide to leave my body because it was so afraid.

Enchanted Airways wasn’t enchanting at all.

It was our turn to take the ride. I swore it was one of the shortest 20minutes of my life (did we even queue 20minutes, that’s the main question, but whatever though). I refused to explain how my heart died a little inside.

Even before I could take a breather, there I was, sitting in one of the carriages beside the enthusiastically looking Tan Min Zhen. Someone please help me right now, I am running out of proper English adjective to describe how I freaking feel at that very moment.

Let me explain it with a legit metaphor. (If anyone reading this could even understand my point at all)

It’s like being send on board a truck which is on the way to Changi Beach for a massacre. That feeling of enviousness and loss.

And then it started moving.

IT MOVES.

EVEN BEFORE I EVEN ALLOW IT.

Being on the last carriage, I turned behind and saw the roller coaster in motion.

I guessed my heartbeat, if it were to be measured, would looked exactly like the roller coaster track. Up and down. I tried to keep my composure.

Sometimes I think I took life too seriously.

I closed my eyes the moment the roller coaster took its first turn.

I felt as if I was involved in an actual car accident rather than on a bloody plane.

The entire ride was a torture and it finally ended before I ran out of profanities to curse. I was so close to climb out of the seat in distress.

No, this was not the end of my excruciation.

We continued on in search for the next attraction. We were planning to alternate between some heart throbbing rides and mild rides. Despite that, I felt that the journey ahead would be mentally agonising.

The Puss-in-Boots’ Giant Journey ride was not yet open during April.

Along the way, we walked past a up-and-coming new attraction: The Puss-in-Boots’ Giant Journey ride. It was opened later on sometime in May 2015. Rebecca was overly excited over that new attraction. “Oh my God, I want to come here for this ride next time!”

This girl was definitely overly zealous. I squeezed out a faint smile.

The scenery in USS is rather picturesque. It was difficult for me not to be mesmerised by the surrounding.

We eventually head to the next ride, which I could still remember. It was an experience worse compared to the previous one.
Welcome to Canopy Flyer.

Just look at the amount of daredevils putting their lifes at stake trying the Canopy Flyer. Alright, I am just over-exaggerating.

The queue was long enough. It resembled the length of the queue outside a random Singapore Pools betting outlet near where I stay during Wednesday and weekends. In Singapore, we are so willingly to queue for anything and everything, including things that might put your life in extreme danger.

I wasn’t thinking too much about the ride I was about to experience. I was looking out at the Dino-Soarin’ rides which looked less intimidating. Of course, I am too old and over-sized for that.

We waited for close to an hour, I supposed (well, it felt like an hour no doubt). As we got nearer, I got a glimpse of the terror. This ride does not allow you to put your legs on something, in other words, your legs will be hanging in mid-air once it leaves the platform.
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I could remember exactly how aghast I was when I was seating on the ride. I tried to calm myself down.
I TRIED ALRIGHT.
As I sat beside the fanatical Reb, the expressions on our faces immediately became a visible contrast. 
I tried to hide my feelings but as the cabin started to move, I regretted placing my bums onto the seat. The moment it travelled out of the platform, the moment there was nothing whereby my legs could land on, I knew the shit was about to get real.
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As the ride took its first drastic turn, I felt like I would get thrown off the seat and land on some random part of USS. I took my prayers seriously this time, hoping I wouldn’t die because I took a roller coaster ride.
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Exactly. Although to be fair, I didn’t pay for it but I started to doubt the mentally of those who seems ever so willing to hop onto any roller coaster. I swear these people must be some sort of masochists. Of course, jokes aside, I really do admire those who have the courage to be so into such sort of torture. 
Probably I might build enough courage in my next life.
By the time the ride ended, I found myself suffering from the over-production of adrenaline. Or maybe not. I just felt dizzy and stunned, stunned to the extend that it took me a few minutes to regain my composure.
How I felt once I came out of the ride. (Image: mrwgif)
Rebecca was laughing at me, most likely at how weak I was and how retarded I look upon coming down from the ride. My leg was wobbly as shit and I couldn’t walk in a straight line while trying to retrieve my backpack that I placed on the shelves provided.
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I took me a while to eventually get over and recover from it.
And we continued our journey, things got better from this moment onwards because the other rides seems milder. 

I swear the displays within ‘Ancient Egypt‘ segment reminds me of one of my childhood movie: The Emperor’s New Groove. It felt like we’ve teleported back in time and immersed ourselves into the world of ancient Egypt.
No, no Mummy Ride (Revenge of the Mummy). Before I start shouting for mummy.

I counted myself lucky that this Battlestar Galatica ride wasn’t open when I visited the place. My heart would have died a little.

We continued towards the SciFi City. I swear the entire set-up here makes one feel like he/she is being trapped inside a faulty time machine. From Ancient Egypt to somewhere that seems to me like 500 years later. Damn, the advancement of civilisation.

We decided to queue for Transformers, the Ride: The Ultimate 3D Battle. While queueing, we were welcomed by the large array of displays which were laid out along the queue line. I like how ‘hi-tech’ all the displays are. I felt like I was on a mission.
Maybe I felt like a Transformer.
The ride was probably my favourite because…
Well, I can differentiate between what’s 3D and what’s literally off-the-ground. The transformer ride is basically on the ground, the only reason why you are feeling the height is due to the 3D goggle that you are wearing. It just felt like you are actually driving a sports car at full speed along the highway.
Because you crashed past the barrier at a random turn and down you go.
I remembered returning to have a second ride towards the end of the day.

What happened when I came face to face with muscle cars? Snap pictures of them like no tomorrow.

We took a break from all the rides and headed to the WaterWorld for some… water shows. That crowd though.

I swear the speaker there was freaking loud.

After the show, we continued around the theme park and more rides…

I like to move it move it…

Hey look, it’s Shrek!

Taking picture at the place where it looks like it’s straight from an American drama…

It was near to the evening, so we went out to have dinner before returning back to USS.

That apparently mandatory shot in front of the Universal Studio’s globe, before the sun went down.

Selfie~

Dinner at Aston’s Specialities (the restaurant is no longer there anymore).

And we were back, at USS.

Save Me From Life!!!

Watched a Donkey Live show before leaving.

After a day-long of adventure, we were both tired and exhausted. It had been a great day out and that marked the end of my very first encounter at USS.
It’s really a fun place, but I doubt I’ll be going again because of my phobia with roller coaster. Oops!
(Note: The staffs at USS do their best in ensuring the safety of every roller coaster rider. Nothing will happen, what I’ve stated above are an exaggeration of my inner feelings during the ride. The rides are safer than travelling to JB.) 

Where Will The Future Brings Me To

Note: This is a rather long blog post full with words because I am going to spill everything on my mind so I am going on and on and on and on… 🙂

In the past couple of weeks, I have been engaging in several discussions which stimulated myself to foresee where I want to/will be in the future. These discussions had actually gave me a rude awakening from a deep sleep I’ve been in regarding my future.

To be very honest, my dreams were shattered one after another one within the past 3 years. From being a writer to a footballer (yes, I finally realised how suck I was in playing football, without having the ability to master basic ball skills perfectly) to taking up a degree with the London School of Economics and Political Science (LSE), all my dreams just shattered like an iPhone being thrown down from 10 storey high (actually I guess it would have the same impact if I were to throw it down from just a mere 3 storey high).

Being in Junior College (JC) gave me a perspective of how life’s going to be at LSE. With me failing my H2 Economics whole year round, I knew it would technically be impossible to further my studies with LSE. Initially, I was inspired by many notable alumnus of the school, especially Clement Attlee, John F. Kennedy, Ed Miliband and Lee Kuan Yew. I knew if I want to contribute back to the society, be it economically or through politics, that’s where I want to end up in. LSE are famous for producing alumnus who eventually did great in the political field. Many UK PMs and ministers were once walking around that very campus holding onto a stack of thick economics books and reading materials. Too bad, reality hits hard and I have no choice but to succumb to my disability in mastering economics. If I can’t even get mircoeconomics right, there’s no way for me to handle macroeconomics. I would even find it challenging understanding all the supply/demand graphs.

I continued to explore other options, with 2 viable options jumped right into my thoughts: acting and directing. Acting has been a part and parcel of my life since the day I signed up for the Drama Club in Secondary 1. Being an actor allows myself to view the world from various perspective. Acting is an art, a very beautifully crafted art with a certain level of psychologically mind-blowing insights that you’ll get to experience throughout the process. I need to secretly admit that acting too much makes me lose the sight of my true self. I’ve been immersing in various characters, from the good to the bad. From a kind hearted one to those nefarious creature who will try to stab your back every now and then without you realising. From a studious looking kid to a malevolent hooligan. I wandered too much and the journey caused me to feel rather disorientated. Who am I?

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Exactly just that ^

But nevertheless, I found enjoyment in acting and well, being in someone else’s shoes (That’s probable one reason which I think I could understand everyone’s plight and hence be more reasonable at times…). However, how legit it is to consider your hobby or something you’ve been doing just for the sake of fun and laughter, peace and joy into a career aspiration? 5 years in Drama Clubs really stimulated the feel to make it a career.

And there, Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts (NAFA). Before preparing to submit my withdrawal letter from JC, I’ve considered two paths: NAFA’s Diploma in Theatre (Mandarin Drama) and Ngee Ann Polytechnic’s (NP) Diploma in Chinese Media & Communication (CMC). The selections were simple and quite obvious too. My interest in both Chinese and arts.

Let’s talk about why I wanted to head for NAFA. Well, I wanted to perform in Chinese after spending half a decade trying hard to not mispronounce my English syllables during every rehearsals and plays. Speaking in English has been one of my greatest challenge, because there’s no way I could out speak people since I don’t possess an extensive range of vocabulary. On the other hand, I am rather confident in my ability in speaking in Mandarin. So I was thinking, why not, Chinese Theatre? To be honest, I still embrace the dream of being nominated for  Golden Horse Awards in the future (Ya, I know I dream a bit too far, but hey, at least let me have my personal moment of delusion. ><)

Me during Thespian 2013 with SR Drama

Yet, I was also daunted by the reality. What if I don’t excel in Chinese Theatre? What if my performances are not as excellent as compared to the rest of my potential peers? I don’t want to be stuck in the middle of nowhere. Being thrown right in the middle of the society with no exceptional talent.

You see, the world is a very realistic place. You can only survive on either one of the following two sine qua non: either you are not much talented but have an acclaimed qualification OR you do not have a very nice qualification but you are very outstanding talent that is bound to be an asset to some organisations. I don’t want to suck in a situation whereby I am neither here nor there.

Here comes my decision to enter CMC.

Or you can call it, the mass communications in Chinese.

Mass Communications, as the word says, it is ‘mass’. It’s going to provide me training and knowledge to almost every aspect in the media industry. I am more interested to enter the film industry because like what I’ve said earlier on, filming is my interest. Singapore is a place, to be very honest, where many people thinks that entering the showbiz is a waste of time and something that seems unorthodox. Many people believes that having a ‘proper’ job, like being an accountant, banker, doctor or lawyer will be able to provide on a very stable rice bowl. This results in many talented people drifting away from the local showbiz which for a long term, not very positive for the industry itself. We are losing talents, real talents.

Through CMC, I get to know the various aspects of the media so that in the future, I can get to form a new media group (of course not as big as MediaCorp) or even just a talent agency to foster and bring in more talents into the industry, either as part-timers or full-timers.

Scouting for talents might seem easy given the environment I am in, but to persuade one to jump into the same boat as me is never easy. Especially when there is no incentive to offer them at this point of time. But I know, if the right people are being recruited, EC Entertainment (look, I’ve already give this ‘company’ a name and a Facebook page, oh and of course, a Youtube account) will be a reality soon.

EC Entertainment logo

Apart from media, my interest in politics, which almost everyone knows, especially after the 2015 General Election and my declaration of entering politics after the election since I am going to be 19 soon and by the next elections 5 years later, I will be of the legal age to vote. Speaking about politics (though you won’t see me speaking about it in this blog that often), my interest in politics started since young because my father will tell me tales about how his involvement in the grassroots in the 1980s and how he helped the then-Chong Boon MP Mr. S. Chandra Das in grassroots activity. He told me that politicians nowadays are unlike the old guards of the past. This is something I really agree on because I found that the current MP of my ward and the grassroots itself is getting out of touch with the residents. They seem so stranger to me and to the local community. They weren’t as active as the grassroots of the 1980s.

I knew, something has to change. MPs must reconnect the strings with the residents again.

The GE 2011 sparkled my full interest in politics and I started to attend rallies and listen to what candidates have to say. I could remember discussing politics with my closer friends even though we were just in Secondary 3 that time. Well, it’s better than being apolitical I guess. Having political consciousness will strive you on to do your best for the country.

I kept a relatively low profile in politics discussions with friends during the period between GE2011 and GE2015. I tend to only discuss politics with friends that either are close to me or share the same school of thought with me. You know, I don’t want to offend anyone.

During a course module called Media Research & Marketing, which got me thinking: where do I want to go after army. I discusses with my lecturer, Mr Gui, on university courses. It came to my consciousness that I might be looking to further my studies in NUS Faculty of Arts & Social Sciences (FASS) Political Science (Polsci), before having my undergraduate studies at Lee Kuan Yew School of Public Policy (LKYSPP).

My declaration of entering politics after GE2015, makes it seems to be the case and the kind of future I am heading to. I am more motivated after reading Let The People Have Him – Chaim See Tong: The Early Years by Loke Hoe Yeong. It is a biography of opposition veteran Chiam See Tong. His early years and thinking seems to be very close to mine. His journey to entering the Parliament in 1984 motivated me that though the road might be tough but it will all be worth it in the end.

Despite my interest in politics, however at the same time, I also would not like to abandon my plans in the showbiz.

It looks like I can only continue to work hard and see, as life goes on, where will the future brings me to.

PS: I know it has been a very long time since I’ve posted on this blog, because I was really really busy over the past month. But this post will mark my return to blogging. So check it out often! 🙂