Saturday, December 27, 2008
Merry Christmas one and all!
Pamela please cheer up. We should all go out together again and Joanne's back. (:
There are 12 days of christmas so as long long as I blog I shall keep wishing. Go pam's blog to see pics of caroling at four seasons! I love their holding room. They treat us very well I must say. XD
But the best caroling session was the last night. Leon conducted us. Somehow I love the way he conducts. He keeps smiling at us so there's absolutely no tension or anything. And we all sing like we're enjoying it. We smile, we bounce, we are super cheerful. And it shows when we sing.
Leon, "Good job, even the guys are smiling."
Then he said David was too. Then someone pointed out cos there was this little girl dancing around in front of us. Then everyone started calling him paedo. LOL
Then after we finished, the guy took us to this restaurant, but it turned out the only paid us till 1.30pm. But Leon decided to give them two songs anyway, so we went. We ended up singing three songs because the audience were super appreciative.
They actually stood up and came outta their seats to watch us perform! Then all the little kids started crowding around in front. After we finished Jinglebells, this little boy, he's a african-angmoh with super cool hair, in front shouted, "Jingle Bells!" with arms outstretched above his head.
So cute! We were so happy. Thankyou guys! And Leon! It was great caroling in our group. (:
Went to Weiwei's aunt's house yesterday! It was some gathering thing and we had a gift exchange.
The food was really really good! Thanks to Sam and Prunella who cooked for us. XD
But i had this splitting headache which just got worse the later it got. So I just sat and watched tv the whole time. (:
Gift exchange was kinda fun. I got Jonathon's present. And Zofia got mine! She says she likes it. Lol :D yayy
Then went home with Eve Chang. I think walking back home to my house is getting very terrifying. Or maybe it's just me. There are so many bengs and maats or banglas. Then they'll make funny sounds at you or stare at you. -.-
Makes me pretty freaked out. But I just kept getting goosebumps all the way home. There weren't anyone around, no bengs, nothing. Eerie quietness. Then I was sweating. But the wind made me so cold. Its kind of like feeling someone watching you but you know they will not do anything. I guess I would know if anything was gonna happen.
But I felt pretty sick when I got home. Leon asked me if I got home safely. Thank god for him. I was feeling quite bad. Took a hot shower. Then Eve smsed that she was home. 12.41am. I replied her at 12.48am. Dried my hair.
I wanted to drink coffee and stay up all night but decided not to.
Then smsed Henry. They were still there singing kbox or sth. Lol
Then Weiwei msged at 4 plus that they were mahjong-ing. But I fell asleep in the end and didn't reply him.
Have you ever got the feeling that something inside you has died? Or something is stuck inside of you.
The lump you get in your throat. Then the sinking feeling that someone has just kicked you in the stomach. Then pushed you on the ground and left you there in the cold. And then you get up but find you can't walk anywhere as your pumps hurt your feet.
You desert your pumps and start to walk barefoot. But the brightness of your toenail color hurts your eye.
Then the chill that wraps around your shoulders almost like a freezing hug from behind. Then your fingers become numb and you fist them to keep in the heat.
It's a feeling just like if Santa has promised you a toy, but decides he doesn't see you fit to receive and gives it to another.
Like pouring out coffee but realizing too late that maybe you don't feel like drinking anything after all.
The running down the lane barefoot and expecting to step on something sharp anytime.
The metal glint of the train handles. The way the cold air rushes down and surrounds your legs.
Like falling down and realizing no one is going to help you up.
Like walking home alone.
I said it's good to have freedom.
But what's too much freedom?
Too much freedom means being alone.
And to me it means being lonely.
The emptiest feeling of all.
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