the speed so fast I felt like I was drunk

you got a fast car
but is it fast enough so you can fly away
you gotta make a decision
you leave tonight or live and die this way
tracy chapman, fast car

after a wave of nostalgia courtesy of class 95, i dug up my old tracy chapman cd and pushed play. it seems like a long time ago.

the past few days were like shooting up drugs - fast rush of blood to my head, fast and utterly euphoric.

dinner with the gang was long overdue, and i was glad that everyone i called could make it. it was just us+steph, meanie, ros, janice and brian at a wonderful gift of God called botak jones and brewski jones.

9 dishes, 6 shots and litres of cheap damn good beer later, we were living on cloud 10. i haven't gotten smashed for a long time, this time the tequila worked its magic. i experienced totally 'anarchy' of my mind. this blackness just takes over u and you just become weightless and somewhat troubleless.

not that i'm saying you should get drunk all the time, it was a great escape from the national day operatic chorus and all the things that i've been shouldering.

under kenneth's place we headed where there were apparently choruses of patriotic songs like 'home' and 'stand up for singapore'. there were people sleeping through the events. there was moments of pure hilarious banter.

most of all, all my closest friends surrounded me, be it horizontal or vertical. i felt safe. it was the best feeling this year.

when i opened my eyes on saturday, i just laid in bed and thought of the night. i was a long time since i felt alive to wake up and go through a day. from lunch to dinner to nick's party, it was painless.

happy birthday to me then. well done for surviving the twenty years i was put on this earth. purpose in life? not sure yet. but i'm getting a little closer to it each day.

happy birthday to nick too. the big 21. my abang, though sometimes i feel hostile toward you, when you turn up in person, i understand why we're friends. we just click. from our devil curry recipes to our exchanges on funk music, you have made my life different.


separately
thanks mer for the most meaningful present i have ever gotten. the effort, the painstaking details, the thought put into it, is just amazing how much i really mean to you. i've read every single thin you have put in the present and it just reinforces the fact that i love you girl.

thanks for brian for that wonderful cd. it was wrapped with so much thought too, from the stamps to the wax imprint of your 'b', the wrapping paper is still intact!

thanks meanie for the bracelet, i wore it whole of today. it really just fits my wrist and my persona. beautiful and intricate.

thanks char for planning and making sure the gathering was seamless, even losing your wallet in the process. i know i poke fun at you all the time, you're so adorable sometimes it hurts. i don't know how i'll survive without you.

thanks to kev for the anna sui ring. anna sui is very swee. i'm so happy u put thought into it. thanks for coming down yesterday and making sure i was ok the whole night.

lastly, thanks to russ, mel, kenneth. no no, i shouldn't say thanks to you. i should say thank you for you. you guys make my life complete.



city lights lay out before us
and your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
and i had a feeling that i belonged