Rendezvous
26 December 05 : 02.59 AM
At 14, Fel and I rolled on the floor, writing poems to each other like they were letters and laughed when the clock struck midnight and it's Christmas. We wake up at 12 in the afternoon, and I could still feel the Christmas spirit, but with each year, it's draining and draining.
12:08am, and it's the 25th, I saw it on my watch, and I didn't even know. I turned to Kai, who was walking beside me, "Oh hey, it's Christmas now, Merry Christmas.", I said to him in a very indifferent tone. He laughed and said, "Erm, yeah. Merry Christmas." and somehow, we both laughed at that, like it was some kind of joke. Clarke Quay was packed, the queue to the Ministry of Sound was painful, and I saw FC, who's as skinny as hell now and John's cousin is a good friend of Esther's and I was so afraid my heels would fall into the river where we sat by and I tried to drink this Japanese beer but still I find it so repulsive. I guess people don't change, right?
In a week I'll be back at school, and it's a crazy year ahead, I've been told. When I think about it, I'm regretting so much that I didn't enrol myself into a polytechnic, instead, thought too highly of myself and entered college. I didn't think the year was going to end so soon until Yvonne said to me, "Can't wait to meet you guys this saturday!", and it was a New Year's Eve thing we'd planned.
I hate New Year Resolutions because they remind me of all the things I haven't accomplished and probably wouldn't.