sure felt like a christmas loser i quote from wenjia, as i sat there squirming under those piteous you-might-as-well-be-home glances. it was a flurry of activity even on the singapore river. those people must have thought it was romantic to go for a boat ride under a moonlit sky. counting down to christmas in the midst of all that fetor. well better than nothing i guess.
was tempted to go inside one of those pubs but that would probably be asking for trouble. sitting there alone was bad enough. yes there were other people like me too but difference is i wasnt on the prowl for the other gender's company, although i must have looked like i was in desperate need of company. dammit. im no hooker or spg.
fullerton glowed prettily in those soft lights. cavenagh bridge a charming draw. boat quay swarmed with people ready to party. euphoria inside out. parliament house fetchingly majestic. basically, everything just looked spendidly picturesque. and so i tried to feel like i was part of that beauty too. sure it felt lonely but it also felt warm.
timo, dawn, wenjia, thong, huiwen.. well i appreciate the company actually, albeit the shortness of each. im so fastidious i always covet more. terribly green-eyed too, as though someone stole christmas from me.
so MERRY CHRISTMAS dear all. i hope christmas eve was a blast and christmas day gets only better.
i want to revel in some wild spontaneity.