on new year's eve, i went out. as per new year's tradition every mew year, i bought a new bag and new shoes. not bad, feels nice shopping. can't do this often though. hmm, won't be bringing them to school, yet though. let orientation be over first. hah.

ok, then i went to esplanade. which had rather pretty fireworks which were rather long. idiotic young adults spraying the pinkish icing-looking thing all around me. bimbotic young adults acting like 13-year-old girls screaming " two-oooooooh-four ". assholes who smoke full well knowing that there were probably at least 5000 people there or something, and should be shot. one day, they'll die of emphysema symptoms while screaming "tuuuuuu-ooooooooo- faaaaaaaiver". not very good music with some mediocre minah singer. yep. no emcee until the last 10 seconds. stupid indians pushing their way through to the exit touching my butt "accidentally" (note : i am not racist. in this case, "Stupid" and "indian" are two mutually exclusive sets, they just somehow got intersected with that lump of shits, sorry, mass of ugly singaporeans back then

BUT.

the atmosphere was good. very good. the whole seaside thing. esplanade, although somewhat disappointing was an interesting experience. don't wish to talk more tho. oh, and i saw a real drunk person finally. made me think twice about finally getting drunk, even at home.

resolutions. i never really make resolutions. decided that they meant nothing. and if you purposefully resolve yourself to do something, you never really do it. ok, i'm going to lose my virginity in 2004! -smirks until face becomes permanently contorted- well, how about new year's HOPE. ok lah. i won't, or at least i'll try not to touch any cca or activity that i've already done in secondary school. well, that means i have to become a national swimmer or an international math olympiad winner. goodie. or how about work conscientiously at my homework? eh that one, takes lotsa willpower after four years of bumming around and lots of sheer dumb luck to get into a 9-subclass and rjc ARTS. or perhaps i'll just resolve not to make any resolutions. hey! that means i've achieved what many have failed to do, every single year!

ok 2003 is history. so is my ri life finally. and rj, will be different.
quixoticka eulogized @ 2:42:00 am