when the chips are down (St James Photos)

after all i did, lukewarm.

fools in love can never get what they want, while they folly and jest around the deception that is ridicule and calamity.


what i need now is maturity, likewise.


never have i expected to fall hard, but when the chips are down, only look ahead for a better solution.

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St James.



It's getting really all too familiar and it's almost routine like to do the P.R talk on identifying faces with the good old ritual of the "P.R Kiss of Death". The music has still been a myriad of old favourites from Beyonce, Kelly, Mariah and house favourites.



Although, their decor and set design for the night constantly changes throughout the weeks, showing more bold expressions and unconventional designs and patterns, ranging from a replica of the Suntec Ring of Wealth Fountain, to the descending moving light panels, to backup dancers gyrating at the top of the hall, certainly their creativity amazes me.



Alaric & I were gamingly being such judges of one's dance movement, and wardrobe choice. it was almost like the red carpet at the oscars, what with poise and clothing selection emphasized. From the "hairy chests" to the "chou-mometer" ('at the VIP section, should have a CHOU-mometer! for all those unglam and chui people!') and also to the "chicken wing dancer", the night was young and indeed brimming full of unsuspecting victims to our idle chatter that quickly dissipated when familiar tunes were churned out from korkor George.



My gorgeous galpal was also there with me, with much subdued expressions mainly throughout the night, afterall, shit happens. but LOVE, i'm here fer ya babe.



a thousand apologies to those who felt my nonchalance nearer the end of the night, sometimes when i think too much and materialise thoughts that aren't even remotely possible, there's a tendency for me to wander off into my little hiding place in the cranium.

now for some pictures!

the affable girlfriend and i.

Mandy, fellow Rabbitch Alaric & I (note the flushness in our faces, partially due to intoxication, partially due to the Kallang Sun)

the martyr i am decided to jut my head out a bit more to let Alaric & Jeremy's head look smaller. i am SO nice. but either way, sexy pose. w00t.

a familiar friend eh? Me, Gorgeous & Zaza who was 3 fucking hours late!

awesome lights, taken by Mandy Gorgeous Virtuous Soh

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what am i so sad about?

the thing that can cause a thousand ships to depart.
the thing that can make a life-altering decision.
the thing that causes people to do stupid things.
the thing that blinds reality and practicality.
the thing that bonds peoples hearts together.
the thing that makes your heart palpitate faster.
the thing that spices up commitment.
the thing that crushes doubt and fear.

or maybe i'm just being too much of an emo-nemo perhaps.

let's forget whatever has happened and start afresh. not just new beginnings, but fresh beginnings.