[LJ2ME] ZoukOut 2007
It's no big secret that I have not clubbed in a long time, nor is it a secret that I've been itching to club. The "glamour", the beautiful people and the steady thumping of music draws me like a moth to a flame. There's probably another part of me that seeks affirmation that I still look good and as a friend put it last night "turn the head of some young thing". Hence the ceaseless efforts to keep trim and slim. Yes, yes I admit my need for ego boost has been detrimental to myself and those whom I care and keep closest to my heart.
ZoukOut was great fun, I managed to find old friends whom I've lost touch with over the years, and it's nice to know people don't change that much, cept wrinkles and eye bags. So catching up with friends, a night on the beach with beautiful people dancing away to beats by famous djs, perfect? Fantastic?
Strangely, no it wasn't. The same old nostalgic feeling of emptiness visited me whilst I was sitting outside St.James. I've never really managed to express that feeling before and looking back it still eludes me. It's a yearning for deeper relationships, of a bond between individuals that will weather the worst of storms. Yet at the same time the rawness of the emotions that touched me last night also scared me away. I'm probably trying to grasp air here. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but it wasn't till I was halfway home, remembering that there has been something stable for the part five years did my fears recede. Thus perhaps it is important to count our little blessings while they anchor us in this sea of chaos we live in, some more so than others.
To all my friends whom I saw at ZoukOut I've really missed you so much over the years, to all my new friends I'm thankful to have the honor of getting to know you. To both I hope that it is just the beginning rather than the end.
On a side note I dun believe I'm up doing volunteer work at 9am when I only got home like 3 hours ago. Well, after this I'll head down to Bukit Batok Driving Center to register for my driving license. (Yes, I'm still contemplating hitting the gym to get my 6 pac)
ZoukOut was great fun, I managed to find old friends whom I've lost touch with over the years, and it's nice to know people don't change that much, cept wrinkles and eye bags. So catching up with friends, a night on the beach with beautiful people dancing away to beats by famous djs, perfect? Fantastic?
Strangely, no it wasn't. The same old nostalgic feeling of emptiness visited me whilst I was sitting outside St.James. I've never really managed to express that feeling before and looking back it still eludes me. It's a yearning for deeper relationships, of a bond between individuals that will weather the worst of storms. Yet at the same time the rawness of the emotions that touched me last night also scared me away. I'm probably trying to grasp air here. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but it wasn't till I was halfway home, remembering that there has been something stable for the part five years did my fears recede. Thus perhaps it is important to count our little blessings while they anchor us in this sea of chaos we live in, some more so than others.
To all my friends whom I saw at ZoukOut I've really missed you so much over the years, to all my new friends I'm thankful to have the honor of getting to know you. To both I hope that it is just the beginning rather than the end.
On a side note I dun believe I'm up doing volunteer work at 9am when I only got home like 3 hours ago. Well, after this I'll head down to Bukit Batok Driving Center to register for my driving license. (Yes, I'm still contemplating hitting the gym to get my 6 pac)