120801, 1440hr, Singapore time.

let's see, what did i do the past two days? i bummed, mostly, on friday. met up with cheryl friday night, originally intended for a short chat, but we ended up talking nonstop till midnight. man...felt so bad asking my brother to come pick me up. oops.

it was nice catching up with her though. [since she reads this, shout out: hey! remember tuesday!] talked about stuff i don't normally talk about to my other friends, she's rather unique to me. she posed some objection to my description of her here, but she objected to the alternative i proposed too. so bah, can't be bothered to change anything. hahaha...

last night was the outing i've been looking forward to. went out for dinner with the hwachong usual gang, save cheryl, fuling and wendy, at fish & co at plaza sing. incidentally, kept on bumming into people i know yesterday. a psc friend who was on his way to a play. jun. and an acquaintance who was also going to taboo! wow. interesting.

finally, after dinner, and some cheap pool, agnes' friends brought her, me, david, wallace and jinghua to taboo and why not. been there last year as well, with agnes and her friends. but they've seen me just once, so i was quite surprised they remember me. hmm. anyway, the pubs didn't disappoint, i had a swinging good time. the guys were a little tense at first, cos they weren't used to gay pubs. weren't used to being surrounded by good looking guys, i'd bet. hahahaha...but after a while, they loosened up a little, thankfully. i worry when my friends appear homophobic, cos that tends to piss me off.

after pubbing, we hung out for a while, at the maxwell hawker center, drinking teh ice, wallace's treat. over the course of dinner, and then this supper, i took the opportunity to ask my friends a lot of questions, specifically about their romantic life. hahaha...i'm such a kaypoh, i know, but frankly, it gives me comfort to know what's going on with my friends, so i don't feel so left out. sigh. through all that happened to my friends and i over this summer, i realise romantic relations are probably the most troublesome ones on earth. sigh.

took the cab home with wallace after that, his treat again, and he offered me some advice. he said something about "i don't believe in dragging things on..." haha...yeah, i didn't used to believe in that either. but apparently, sometimes, it's better to let time be the judge. better to let things run its natural course, right till the end, i guess? i'm still essentially too lazy, i think, i'd rather someone else makes the decision for me. so there, someone make the decision, please. ok? *shut eyes tightly, bracing myself for the impact*

afternote: this morning, my dad asked me what time i got back. asked what i did. i didn't mention that the pubs i went to are erm, quite different. i said i went dancing, and didn't drink much [which is true, i really didn't drink much]. he raised his eyebrows, and said, "you? you dance meh? more like guys molesting you on the dancefloor lah." i didn't comment, but i could have said, "daddy dear, don't worry, those guys around me aren't really interested in me." hahahaha... i guess that's the difference in going to the gay pubs, as opposed to regular pubs. music is good, dancing is fun, no pathetic guys who may try to pick me up [remember the old men i tend to attract??] though there may be pathetic guys trying to pick other guys up. hahahaha...