I'm so thoroughly shacked. Nite trek was a killer. A butt and thigh fat killer. And that's good news actually for the fat fighter. But... still. It hurts.

Before nite trek was the Levi's Christmas Party. It was at kavin's studio, and it was damn nice! All zen-like and minimalist. The whole place was decorated up, with baubles and twirly confetti, and even a christmas tree. It was potluck and people brought ham, fried rice, beehoon, two types of chicken, my cookies and some incredibly tasty eggnog! My gosh, eggnog is really good. It's like this smooth tiramisu like cream with an alcoholic kick, topped with nutmeg powder. I also tried absolute peach vodka which tasted great with F&N apple or something.

Later we had the gift exchange game whereby everyone plays truth or dare, before they can get their present. And seriously, playing truth or dare with a bunch of 20s something to 40s something gay men reveals alot of scandals and sordid details, that had everyone squealing in delight. Haha! I laughed like crazy, and Kavin and Tony made it even funnier. It seems like everyone had their own outrageous story, and bit by bit, the world seemed to get more and more colourful the more I heard. As for myself, I found myself with a rather appropriate gift for me (a graphic novel comic book, which I like reading especially the Sandman series). Pretty cool christmas present! The present I brought to the exchange was Levi's (get it?) Men's underwear. Sadly I had to leave early cos it was time for the...

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Nite trek!!

Oh my gosh. Fantastic crowd we had this time. Ivan, Se rjin, Rich ard, me, man da, Mindy (yoohoo! Are you seeing this?), Xia oniu!!!!, Wee si ang. More guys than girls this time! We rented bikes at ECP and had a whole route in mind, all through the nice parts of S'pore. Okay, I shall try to compress this epic in a few choice words. Let me just say that: We cycled a hell lot till my thighs burn and my knees ache, and my butt was 'unfeelable'. We had a couple of near-death experiences brought on by 'rosemary'. Richard and Xiao ni u were the heroes of the day with their faultless and important navigation. I was a mere tag-a-long and sole basket bearer.

Along the way we had many 'pit stops' to go toilet, rest and drink. Photos taken were few though. Sometimes we were near a 7-11 and people bought iced coffee to drink. And whenever the girls drank coffee, there seems to be a sudden spike in laughter and nonsense spilling out from us. Heheh, coffee really has some magical effect cos the 'delirium' seem to come on immediately after drinking some java. And surprisingly! A level still affects us, cos 1-2 months after we've taken it, we're still cursing about the papers and the tough questions. We also ate at Boon Tong Kee (good) and Glutton Bay (bad), sat on numerous stone benches, side walks, pavements etc. Either way, most of the time, we (the girls) just wanted to sit down. Period. But not on the foul bikes!

Actually, with my sling pouch, cap, shorts and singlet, I felt extremely 'auntie-like' and unglam. But what the hell, my body was already in prime shut-down condition and I couldn't care less. In fact, it seems like everybody couldn't care less cos we were all so unkempt in our casual clothes.


Later in the morning when we returned our bikes and everyone slowly slipped away home from our last 'pit stop' of MacDonalds, it dawned upon me that this is really it. As in really it. End. Finito. The last time I can really see my N J mates before next year. And even though, you may say that next year is not a long time away, eveyone's gonna be so busy. The boys will be in army, the girls will be working. We'll all be caught up in our hectic lifestyle and swept away in the current of personal commitments, it'll be rare indeed if we ever meet up. It was so difficult to get many people to go for nite trek already, during this holiday period. What more next year then? When people have their own personal plans? Sigh... I've probably whined about this many times but yeah.. somehow, I don't really want to move on into new things? I just wish I could stay in here a little longer and enjoy it again. Like ole' times.

This is so cliched but truly, life gets more complicated as you grow older. And it seems like things are getting harder and harder to cling onto. I hope at least I can come away from N J, with some close friends to carry on for life. I'm not sure if that is possible, becos you'll never know what obstacles the future holds and all that uncertain crap. But I'd still like to think that it can happen... Yeah...

Oh gosh. Things can get so crazy sometimes. And right now, in a blink of an eye, I am once again afloat. Waiting on the station platform for the next train to carry me away.. to another realm and another time.




Life is moving too fast for my liking.


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Oh my writing is going to dust. It's so dry now it hurts. What the heck, I shall blog less till I can really write again. And that is when I am either (a) having emotional outburst (b) had major life milestone, in other words, when I need a carthasis.