on christmas

"cheeseburger, cheeseburger..." (sang as: jinglebells, jinglebells)

Christmas eve was fun. There was lots to eat at dinner and my appetite was tiny. i was looking forward to cakes but somehow i can't even finish one. i had the honour to watch king kong on a theatre screen-sized sony flat screen television. fantastic. equipped with complete sound system, all within a living room of an HDB flat. oh wait, and i must mention the christmas tree! pretty and practical. ;)

i was there til about 10:30pm, when the next part of the celebrations took us to st. james power station. joined by a few more friends, we followed the queue into power house. the place was a maze, parts of it were blocked from direct view, to me the place was triangular shaped, lousy thing is they have a very small dance floor, making it a habitat for posers, people who just stood around and drink, some find it not conducive to get into the grooving mood. in the midst of the clubbing, there were special appearances by some dancers, and of course what's christmas without santa? he was hanging high above the crowd and swinging round and round while scattering sweets down to us. it was quite funny actually. hahaha! the music? i tried to enjoy it. =P

man! i sure wished i hadn't been so soft-hearted on wednesday! why did i agree to go mambo that day? craziness. madness. outrageous. absolutely and horrifically absurd!! and the rain, pouring down mercilessly outside the shelter of zouk. where did all those people come from anyway... oh ya... i forgot that every year, there will be fresh blood coming into the world of night life. this really makes people feel old. it's soon for me to retire. haha. no more. no more.