Searching for someone who can lie down with me on a beach, underneath the blinking stars, and just talk for the whole night...
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Just took my bath after coming back from jindao's house. I feel a strong urge to record down what i have done and have been thinking on the way back. (and so i purposely on my com for this)
As usual, every free moment is always reflection time for me, and of course these include mrt rides. As i am leaning my head against the side glass on the train, listening to my favourite songs, i have been thinking about my life (as usual), and realised that some of my behaviours and thinkings have been very different from other people.
Like, at this age, i find that i m thinking things that is far beyond my age, just to name one example: (erm... better not reveal too much...)
On my way from the mrt station to home, all the shops in bugis have already been closed, there were very few people on the street. This is really a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of bugis during the day. Walking on the street in the middle of the night alone, probably with a handful of ah bengs or indians lurking around on the street, most people may feel insecure and uneasy. But to me, it feels like i am in a tranquil world. All the noises on the streets are gone, all the activities of the day have been terminated. Walking down the street alone at this hour makes me feel like i own the street, i own the night. The street and the night are designed for me to walk on and to spend. i really have a strong desire to stroll around the city all night, or to sit down in a quiet place to observe the presence of the night, to enjoy the serenity of the night, to treasure the only tranquil moments of singapore in the night...
However, i dismissed the idea immediately, being afraid that mum would worry about me coming home late. But at this very moment, i did a very strange thing: i went to the 7-eleven nearby and bought an ice-cream. (for those who know me well, i rarely eat ice-cream because i avoid eating it. I think this is the very first ice-cream that i have bought for myself.) How strange! In the end, (to my surprise) i enjoyed the ice-cream very much and could finally manage to pick myself up for home...
So, these are the strange little things and thoughts which compel me to pen them down despite being so late. Now, i can finally turn in with an empty mind (since my thoughts haven already been deposited here).
but before that, i should finish my mum's soup first...