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At the first cutting light of August, many years ago, the world got the first glimpse of the entity known henceforth as
Leon Yip. It decided to douse the aforesaid with sunshine, sweets, and loads of love.
Legend has it, so convicting were his words, that upon his request, the world agreed to revolve around him, forever, and ever, and ever.
Posted on: Sunday, December 02, 2007
Posted at: 2:57 AM
today had been an eventful day?
well, thats subjective. being in a wedding where i barely knew the any of the newlyweds and my only companions being my brother and his girlfriend was, needless to say, akward.
being 16, i was socially quashed in the middle of twenty-somethings and kids below 10. the couple of female specimens even close to my age weren't exactly lookers, and that made my circumstance even more, uhm, dire.
all in all, it was a beautiful day to be in ang mo kio. my brother pulled a big surprise on me by being one of the 2 witnesses which signs the wedding thingy. way to go man. just make sure your weddings is more equipped with people my age then the one we'd been through.
on the way home, a casual enough comment by one of my brother's friends caused my head to buzz. there was no insult meant, and none was taken, my ego was unscathed, but thoughts, many thoughts formed in my mind.
Why the hell did i not have social plans for a perfectly good saturday evening.
Then i remember why, and graciously accept my own self-given reasonings.
Of course, some people like Siyi would easily address this "problem" by forgetting that it was a saturday to begin with. my goodness SF, my goodness. late night movie soon.
So why was i alone on a great breezy saturday night? Turns out, i wasn't, at least technically speaking, i wasn't. richie was with me, my mom was, my second brother and his girlfriend was at home for a good hour or so. my dad, though fast asleep in his sanctuary of unbearbly thick blanket.
So why was i alone?
I wasn't.
I just felt alone.
feel alone*
there is no point in this post. no hidden meaning, and yet, i feel like a great knot has been undone in my chest. i answered the unanswerable question. though now i kind of resent myself for doing so. by doing so, i've given myself no reason to anticipate anymore with the same fervor of a couple of months back. hope, there is plenty. but not tonight.
not on a perfectly breezy saturday night, whose winds, like a mother's hands, warmly yet soothingly carresses my face, leaving the tingle of the cold night air behind while exhausted adults are snugly huddled in the comfort of their beds, the world, stopping at its tracks for nothing, continues to revolve around its own axis, bringing about dawn from dusks, day from night. and along with the light, each new day brings new expectations, hopes, dreams.
no, i am not alone. i am with these dreams, illusions, some may call. but these so called "illusions", i just realised, have been my most faithful companions since the start of the monotonous drone which should have been the cheery holidays.
p.s, telok blangah is a scary little place to be at 2.30 am, even if its just to get out for fresh air and some 7-11 chicken carbonara with penne pasta.
