Rewind! It smells like teen spirit. Dump the mouldy cassette tape, I got myself a second hand copy of Nirvana's Nevermind CD ($10) in a revisit of teenage angst. I was 13 when Kurt Cobain shot himself, too young to feel anything. I guess in today's context, for me, it would be as if someone like Chris Martin shot himself or someone from Mayday was run over by a trunk (touchwood), I would be distraught like the millions of youths all over the world in 1994. In fact, it was his death which led me to his music, to Nevermind, and it is simply a masterpiece. I think Cobain's music appealed to us, teenagers and youths because it distilled all the pain and angst of growing up; the disconnect and confusion inevitable for the majority of us as we come to terms with an imperfect world. 

Played badminton today after like a million years which is actually since secondary school and it was good fun, something I wouldn't mind doing more often. I hate it when people roll their eyes when I tell them I am going down to Sungei Buloh to look at the birds. It's really enjoyable! I feel more relaxed, more at peace when I am close to nature.  When they think nature, most people would prefer to go to the Zoo, because that's instant gratification, you get to see all the big ticket items, the Tigers, Lions, Giraffes and Elephants, in a nature reserve you need to look a little (or alot) harder, but you will be rewarded.

Lovely flowers to greet visitors near the entrance.

Stork-billed Kingfisher proudly showing off his beautiful colours.

Gandalf the Grey Heron, looking grumpy. 

Sunset, with Castle Aerie in the distance.

Join me the next time anyone?