love story – taylor swift
anticipation kills. ironic how murphy’s law screws with your mind. the more you look forward to something, the less the impact of it. its probably psychological and you subconsciously create expectations in your mind for the upcoming situation. and somehow it always turns out not quite as expected.
so anyway, the lunar new year this year isnt that much of a celebration, as always. i’m still disappointed that i didnt get to go back to bangkok. the usual dinner and visitation was pretty cordial and boring. for starters, its so hard to wake up before 11 to get ready and all, and when we got to grandma’s it was so chaotic. somehow it seemed like everyone was competing as to who can get their voice heard. its insane. all the chattering, kids whining, plus the tv and its horrible chinese ching-chongforst 20mins or so i just sat there and felt as if my head was about to explode. squeezing a bunch of people in a confined area plus some kids is definitely a bad idea. thing. for the
it was just pretty funny sitting there observing all the weirdness around. how some try to act all polite (guilty as charged), and how some try the very hardest to exclude themselves from the craziness. its always never much of a celebration for me here in spore. im very much closer to my dad’s side who are all the way in bangkok.
it was pretty ironic how i bought a dress but didnt end up wearing it at all. very weird indeed cuz i quite like the dress.
dinner with daddy on monday was one of the best times this new year. very simple, quiet and nice. i love u daddy, if you ever ever read this. now that’s something i hardly say.and its sad now that he’s started working again and we get to spend less time with him. by the time im up, he’s gone and by the time i get home he’s asleep.
sometimes i wish he’d demand more. like family dinner time and stuff. stuff normal families do. i have to say growing up wasnt quite the norm for me. ive never had any rules, no curfews whatsoever. ok, maybe just no guys in the house for me. besides that we were pretty much left to decide for ourselves. it was always more of the independent learning thing for us with daddy. its great, but there are times i’d wish i have parents who are more like parents. ive never had any stress from them to have to do well in school, neither was i force to follow a set of plans they have. basically whatever we wanted to do, we could. and just bear whatever consequences that follows. i think its cool. and nice that dad brings us up like that. he’s possibly the coolest dad around. i mean which dad would help you bail your friend outta trouble and help you sneak out of school, take u and your brother drinking at 14 or 15 and would rather you be independent and fly overseas alone than to accompany you?! i love it. every bit of it. but yet when i hear my friends having to rush off for family dinner every friday and stuff i’d feel envious. i guess no one can have it all. i’d still try for it though!
anyway.. i got carried away and rambled on about my nonsense again. it was another excuse to party, and as i had promised ms charlotte that i’d party with her it was quite a crazy night. i didnt quite expect shane to join us as well. and it was quite a night of entertainment. the boy’s got waaayy too much energy and its a first i saw pirouettes and jumps in the teeny weeny space of phuture. and yes, phuture was amazingly empty. dharni, mel and her german friend came by as well to rescue me. and it was another first that i witnessed a dance battle right on the dance floor. it was hilarious.
shane, joy, shermin, carina, charlotte, marcus & jovan
dharni, alex & mel
we kinda left phuture at 3ish cuz the music was pretty bad, and dharni was insisting that we went back to helipad cuz his friend was dj-ing there. but, brilliantly, by the time we got there it was closed, and it was impossible to get a cab so we walked all the way back to zouk. insane, but pretty nice walk by the river.
trance stuff at zouk was quite a change. it actually hurts ur head at first, but after a while it got pretty good. and the guys were doing some funny syncro great singapore workout kinda nonsense up on the podium. it was pretty funny! and somehow the party just didnt end. supper at spize for alex to try roti prata and the crazy chase for a cab, it was home after the sun rose! and alex says its no big deal cuz in germany they party till 3pm!!! that is just INSANE! oh well.. it was pretty fun night i’d say.