New year's day.

welcome to the new year kids.
It is the eight year of the second millenia, Anno Domine.
I wonder if it will be fruitful, if it will be good? i wonder so many things, i wonder whether i will be here next year to post again, here this very day next year. I wonder whether my A levels will end in failure or in exuberant triumph. I wonder how goes all the things i set off this year, will they take to fruition, and will their consequences be good or bad? I wonder how many people will i lose this year? I hope none. The future is too fluid, so I should live here and now.

I took my kids, the sister and the brother, and we met up with Anne and later Aloy and his friend kev to watch the annual fireworks at Marina Bay. Not just to 'oooh' and 'ahhh' but to document our new year's escapade. Well you can see the mistake. Too long an exposure, but even the mistakes look alright.
We all had a really good time and I met quite a few really cool photographers, though i am so embaressed that I had a tripod that should have belonged to some idiot with a compact. Everyone else's tripod looked they could survive a hurricane, mine.. would probably be blown over by a butterfly ): Could i get any poorer? sigh. I swear i'll never have any money as a working citizen. Too expensive hobbies.

Strangely, most ironically, I was wondering who I'd meet that I knew here on the geek side of the bay. God who seems to love to inject his humor into my life made me spot who just as we were leaving..who else but HER. I suppose lord, this is one of those, in ten years time we'll be laughing at it over a keg of beer or something right? Though there isn't much to say, since she saw me, and decided to pretend she didn't see me, rotating a 180 degrees, hoping that her 5'9" frame would suddenly disappear from my view. Silly girl, don't you know i'm a photographer? I see all.. well since you decided to pretend i was there, i guess i couldn't have been right. Guess, i can't blame you for your aversion, though i find it disappointed you turned out to be such a person. Anyway i bumped into Ian and Noel as well. some consolation, they were with her anyway. meh.

We ditched Anne at the subway. rather she ditched us. then we headed to Newton for some supper and chill time. A plate of chay tow kuay later, we were joined by Tissue Rajah for some of the best entertainment of the new year! This guy is just a guy selling tissue in Newton Hawker Center, but he can say happy new year in 4 languages and a dialect! and he can speak in at leaast 3 of those! Can you? And he was so nice too, told us jokes and entertained us with his tricky lateral puzzles. It just goes to show, you can never pass anyone off! no matter how low on the social foodchain they are, they are still our brethren, our people, God's children. It took a protestant to remind about that. I was gonna brush him off, like i do all these tissue paper sellers. Now i'll never do that again. there's really more in this world than meets the eye.

And i thought my life would have thought me that, all those people who just pass me by, day by day, on account of eccentricity and weirdness. like hwy, their loss is all i can say.

LIVE LONG!

and here's the new school year. I may not be able to catch shut eye, but heck! I'm excited, and full of dread.