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Tuesday, January 01, 2008


This has been one of the most meaningful countdowns I’ve ever had. Actually countdowns have never meant anything special to me apart from the reality check that school is going to start in a few days time. Or maybe the excitement has gradually worn off over the years as I soon realize that the crossing over to a new year does not change anything at all. What is history will still be there to haunt your memory and paint your future.

The only New Year’s Day that I distinctly remember is when I woke up in the morning to find two MacDonald’s hello kitty sitting on my bedside. Coz my sis had spent a night chilling out on the streets of Orchard after the millennium countdown, got bored, and decided to join the queue.

As far as I remember, this is the first time I spent countdown outside and with friends. The last night of and eventful year and the first morning of a year laid with surprises spent together with ezoac, this must indicate a good start to a new year.

We weren’t among the rowdy crowds to cheer our lungs out as the clock struck 12 (in fact, we didn’t even know when it already did), and we weren’t exactly very high even when the fireworks came popping out of the midnight sky. But the darkened surroundings and calm night breeze made me even more aware of the importance of the people who were there with me.

i don't remember feeling so tired during bike hike. or maybe i haven't been on the road for too long and i've forgotten how it feels like. but i loved the adrenalin rush as i graze past my near-death experiences. haha. no, i don't want to die. i just enjoy the taste of psuedo-freedom as the road gets empty by the hour. you feel like you own the streets. haha. oh and visiting wen and getting her to grasp the gist of biking in mere 15mins was fun!

posted @ 5:00 PM


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