of new year and the resolutions that come along
Of New Year…
If people ask me about what are the things that are sure to be the bane of my existence, New Year’s Eves are one of those that top the list.
Ever since me and Asse get together, it is only natural that we should be celebrating this event together as a couple. But of course, during the first five years it is not meant to be. The first NYE was spent with me crying as he is clubbing the night away at some lowly club all because I did not wear the appropriate shoes. ShieldLeo and few of the former CB staffs could bear witness to that. The second one was spent with me grabbing my hair in frustration though it was amazing I did not go bald at that time, again we spent it separately with me and my friends in town as he and the patrol police passed us by (he was in NS at that time.) The third one is a bit different as he manage to make it but we rushed to various places that I felt as though we were doing our own Amazing Race instead of celebrating NYE. Because of that, I gave up celebrating NYE with him the following year as I spent it with Sis Venusrazella and cuz Yana at TCC in Boat Quay. I thought I got the hang of it when the fifth year I spent it with ShieldLeo and Redrulz as we countdown our Hall Of Shames while admiring the fireworks on display at Boat Quay’s Coffee Bean.
Through the last five years, I have grown to accept the fact that you do not have to neccessarily have to spend the NYE with the love of your life because in the end, he will be the first one to break your heart. Spending it with your loved ones is sufficient too.
“So, do you have any plans for this New Year’s Eve?” he asked.
To say that question took me by surprise was the understatement of the year. Of course, cynism came with it. I wondered whether it was just one of those “stringing-alongs” of his. So it did not really get to my head as I went ahead to make plans with the extended family for a get-together session on NYE. However, due to a miscommunication, everyone pulled out at the very last minute. Of course, someone was pissed but that someone was not me. And I thought she deserved it more than ever for putting words into our mouths just to get us to come.
As, NYE coincides with the Company’s Year End Function, I suffered an Ina moment last night as I struggled to make through the YEF. Imagine running about the whole day with only a contact lens in your left eye. The contact len in my right eye was being blown off and only when I made it to work and peered into the mirror did I realised no wonder my right vision was so fucking blurred. I thought I had worn both lenses on the wrong side again. :@
It did not helped that it might easily be the worst YEF I had ever attended in my whole life. The programmes were okay though the sight of Mr Singh running from the entrance to do an opening Bhangra number was abit shocking at first. The Hilltop Garden staffs were talking rather loudly even as there was speech going on. I thought it was rather plain rude to be talking loudly especially when it was not event. When I was working for Raffles Hotel banquet events during my ITE time, such travesty was not allowed.
The ten-course menu served were good, except for the Sweet and Sour Garoupa fish. The fishy taste lingered in your mouth as a rotten cockles did. The Prawns with Oats were a rave, and so was the fried Chicken which was tender. Honest to be told, the food were okay except when the emcee, Mr Singh, started the games and the lucky draws.
“Budget must be low to have the Singh to pull off as a performer, the Emcee and the Lucky Draw server,” Momo remarked wryly even as she, like me, became increasingly agitated with the Hilltop staffs who were still talking whenever they had the chances.
I did not answered her but smiled. Frankly speaking, I was struggling to get a clear vision of everything and was trying to chopstick my food without embarrassingly dropping the food or feed it to my cheek rather than my mouth. Inwardly, I was cursing myself for not bringing my glasses for emergencies. Of course, the fact that Asse stopped replying to my smses made me wondered whether I should reconsider going to CCK after the YEF.
When he did not reply my calls or smses as much as I secretly hoped him to, I decided that it was best to head straight home and inwardly, I felt that maybe we were not meant to celebrate NYEs after all. So, everyone was real surprised when I reached home by 4-ish. I had established to be the one among the siblings who was always out. By 5pm, I took it that my plan was to stay at home the whole day, so when I got hold of my brother’s Nintendo DS and started “Diner Dash”-ing.
I might have gotten too enraptured in the game to reject his call and told him to sms me instead. He felt asleep after getting back from school and just woken up. We were to meet after he was done with the Maghrib ablutions and I thought he would not do as promised by the time it was 7.30pm. I even went out to the living room and continued with the game as I watched TJ and the Brother getting ready to go countdown near our block nearby. Then, I received an sms saying he was already on his way. I thought he would be taking his sweet time so I continued playing the game until I finally lost. Then, as I recovered my senses, I panicked and quickly smsed him to ask where he was.
He was downstairs already and even complained that he could not park at the usual place as it had been closed for the NYE celebrations. Shoot!
I immediately took a shower and got ready before meeting him downstairs. Frankly speaking, being hyped up in wanting to celebrate NYE together that I had not really thought of a plan ie where to go -_-”
Typically, a slight disagreement broke out between the two of us as we debated where to go. Through it all, I was beginning to realise a disturbing pattern here. I do not know about you people but the older I get, the more hassling I find it is to be in a crowd. Surprisingly, Asse felt the same way.
“What about watching the fireworks at Marina Barrage?”
“Yeah right, if you enjoy jostling through the crowd.”
“Watching movie?”
“On a New Year’s Eve? It is sure to be crowded.”
“What if we just sit at Coffee Bean for a cuppa?”
“It is sure to be crowded.”
In the end, we went to CCK and sat by our usual spot as we talked over the past and the present.
...And the Resolutions That Come Along
31.12.2008 was the quietest NYE that I ever had in my entire life but it was the best one ever.
We sat there on the bench and talked and stopped occassionally when the faint sounds of the fireworks loomed over. I was surprised that we could hear it even from where we were sitting. We had each other’s undivided attention and through this long talk, I found out some things which were surprising and some things which were quite disturbing but there were no causes for worries.
We also made a special bet upon his return from his one year away from Singapore. Things did get abit sombre that since it was officially year 2009, he would be going away… two months’ time. I tried my best to swallow those occassional lumps in my throat even as I tried to be reassure him that I would be fine during those times he would be away. I will not be like those weak, spoilt “Other Halfs” who bawled the moment they are pried away from their Significant Others. Because the moment you reveal that weakness to your partner, he/she will take advantage of you.
He did reminded me that I could now use up those time to catch up with the outstanding resolutions that were yet to be fulfilled in year 2008. My 128MB finally made a good point. Throughout the whole conversation however, I could not help but think how unfair it was that when finally I had a good NYE, he had to go away so soon 
Resolutions-wise, there were only two resolutions that I made up for this year. Of course, losing weight is one of them. I have managed to shed 3kgs but it is not that evident. So I shall try shedding say, 5-8kgs more? Now that I know I can do it, I just have to maintain with what I am doing now.
Two more months to go….
So many things to do together and yet so little time to spare
