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Singaporeans bare their soles...


for a great cause, that is. :P


I just spent a beautiful, albeit disgustingly early, Saturday morning with Peachy, Kiko, Joan, and (it seemed) a huge chunk of the local population in Singapore walking barefoot for charity. Yup, you read that right. I have my own goody-two-shoes tendencies, apparently. We trod pavement, cement, newly-paved (and painfully prickly) road, icky wet grass, rubber mats, and wet wooden bridges. Halfway through the 2km walk, my soles got sore and a bit swollen. But save the exclamations of pity. It was all very bearable... or so I kept telling myself. The path I hated the most was the wet grass. Images of all sorts of creepy crawlies hiding under the leaf blades kept flashing through my head when we were passing through it. Haha. Me and my overactive imagination. I swear, if I could just eloquently put to paper all the nastily twisted and weird things that go on in my head most days, I'd be like the second coming of Stephen King or something. Unfortunately, I am so easily distracted and usually devoid of focus. Well, there goes the fame and fortune down the drain. :D Anyway, there we were--being the masochists that we are sometimes--at Gardens by the Bay East, voluntarily taking off our respective comfy footwears and subsequently walking for two kilometers barefoot for Habitat for Humanity. Frankly, I didn't mind the walk--or going barefoot--because I have personally witnessed the good that this charitable institution has done for people in third world countries like the Philippines (where I'll be going home to in a couple of days). So I was more than glad to participate, so to speak. I just did not, and will never ever like, the icky wet grass... that left some equally icky stains on my soles--which are slightly still there, by the way. Hehe. 

On the whole, the activity was surprisingly fun and the beautiful morning was well spent.

*Below are some pixies I took  from the event*








 c",)

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