listening to some very nice Do As Infinity as i try and recall 2 days worth of events. was totally wiped after getting home after a bloody long ride from Tanah Merah MRT Station last night so i couldnt blog due to my brain feeling like it was full of cotton wool.
soccer yesterday morning was another reminder of encroaching age and flagging fitness. dammit, 10 minutes and i get tired? that blows! did however run into an old school friend from JC. Esmundo is now doing aeronautical in the US. lucky cow. now on holiday back home eating local food with abandon and playing mucho tennis. was great catching up with him, was talking a lot of materials science to him too. the consequence of too much DM i guess. but its true that our dental stuff broadens our base a lot more than what the MBBS guys are getting. after that went to look for the rest who were playing on without me, and found them on a very muddy pitch playing against people with proper boots! failing skill rolls and falling into mud while trying to change direction or brake is not kewl.
the ex's birthday party was, believe it or not, a drag. almost all 21sts are lah. lets face it, cramming 40 guests together from diverse backgrounds and trying to entertain them for the night is a bitch. i should know, i had 70ish! haiz... but aniwei, it was also a big reminder about how things change, how people change. dont know if its me still having hangups, but i suspect that i had met her for the first time with her in this phase in life and me in this phase, i might not have fallen for her. she's lost a lot of her old innocent charm, grown pseudo-sophisticated without the accompanying depth. she had 4 shoe boxes of photos for the guests to peruse (which saved me and her council from death by boredom) and it just showed all the changes. her as a 6-year-old missing her anteriors, when the braces went on (wtf the ortho yanked her upper 3s? got to check that!), her totally retro glasses in primary school, her MGS uniform, council camp, her hair as it grew out to tail length in J1, her in Council No 1s, her in Seniors Night gear, her uni friends. her with bf number 2... it was kinda like a big grin and bear it session. and now, she's so unfamiliar to me, my present to her was a bottle of scent. and even that was hazarding her tastes, i dont know what she listens to or wears now. or even if her sizes have changed. and since i figured i wouldnt be able to talk to her much i just wrote her some stuff on a Zo-Card. thankfully had my ass hauled out of there by Lincoln and his little A-class Merc. damn the kid is a maniac at the wheel... suffice to say after the first road junction i saw fit to remind him about the A-class and its stability issues on moose tests. die in Tanah Merah = not cool.
also had the opportunity to listen to Vocaluptuous in Heeren while killing time to go down to Tanah Merah. some of their members look gayer than a lamb in spring, but they sound damn good! people should listen to this kinda thing more. its good harmony without being deep and inaccessible. and it can disillusion people who think their singing is fantastic when it isnt.
Quando - Vocaluptuous
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