Seeing old friends

I booked out... Attended Kai Ling's birthday party yesterday, at Costa Sands Resort (Pasir Ris). It was more of a party sponsored by her workplace, than a personal one. I met with polymates, Devi and Jing Shya there.

JS has grown beautiful. A mature, fashionable lady. Undoubtedly, my mouth gaped wide-open in surprise, as the first sight of her blew me away. It had been a long time since I've seen her. After the months of my lonely male-dominated NS life (and a year yet to come), I have never seen anyone that has taken me outright, by surprise. She looked different, I reasoned, because she traded her spectacles for contact lenses that evening, and she was wearing fashionable clothes. Not the plain jeans and tee that I've often seen her in the lecture hall. I proceeded to cover up my emotions and converse with her normally. Meanwhile, Devi is now studying IT in general, at PBMS Academy (University of Newcastle). I believe she hasn't changed much.


I can't believe I am still thinking about it. It's probably the effects setting in, of a hapless male-dominated, "motherless-sisterless" miserable seven days in camp. It's difficult for me to accept the concept of a caring male (other than the Medic, of course).

Getting along with fellow males is a problem. Sometimes, they seem too silly, prankish, or terribly childish. Guys can turn vain or "gay-like" to attract the attention of fellow males. Luckily, I get to book out and see my female friends once in a while. Guys can be so condescending towards each other. The girls I associate with, have a patience and attention-span threefold to that of guys I know.


No, no. There's no substitute for the care and concern shown by a female. And I mean it. No FHM magazine, MAXIM, etc.. can substitute genuine care in this world. *Tosses the magazines away* And they certainly can't substitute good literature. And realising that is attaining enlightenment.


JS has been working for 11 months at SGH as a lab technician, part of a two-year contract. The way she speaks, and the way she carries herself, has become well.. professional. Which makes me wonder how I will be able to carry off myself, 21 this year. Time to shed the boyish grin, the angst, and pick up the helm of confidence, of responsibility, the air of self-assuredness.. and ah.. etcetera. It's not meaning to say that I feel like going after JS. I was just musing on a little fantasy (like Hachiko does in NANA) After what mom said, something like, don't be a silly boy and should leave it all to fate. I won't be going after anyone. I guess I should just play the cards I have, and don't risk getting busted (sum of cards above 21).

Hey. why's there the 21 connection? It just came out of nowhere. Well I'll be damned.