The return to _____?
Warning: This is gonna be a long one...
Not even knowing where to begin, I shall start by saying I'm newly-wed to a woman I've never met but have known for about 6 months now in an odd sort of quasi-friendship/relationship, the premise for which is based solely in cyberspace so maybe I shouldn't even call it that. This reminds me of the times I never had "playing House", guess you can say I'm making up for lost time now huh? "Marry me oso can.." Hahah! Cute. I guess at this point in my life, nothing I do (or agree to) surprises me much any more.
I started yesterday off pretty early, having spent last evening with Lynn and Charlotte at this outdoor place called Outdoor, located outside Acid Bar. Over the nondescript vocals streaming out of Acid, we caught up with what's been happening with each other over the past few months, while waiting for Eugene to come join us from where he was having dinner over at Clarke Quay with Char's 2 lady bosses. My lou gong was heading off to Bangkok early in the morning so I had my msn on all the while, a little impolite to my friends I know (sorry guys!) but I wouldn't be seeing her for 3 days till tuesday. We decided not to wait for Eugene after a while so after dropping off Char and Lynn, I got back home and was talking to lou gong till 2+ in the morning. I'm missing her already, in as much as I can miss anyone that is.
Back to yesterday, having started off early like I said before despite having a late night, I attended my usual Hatha class and caught Peter Jackson's latest cinematic offering, District 9 (awesome! courtesy of UOB smart dollars lol!) before heading back for my combat class. After which I met up with a foot-achey Deedee over at Cityhall, having had to fight off people for a space on the 3rd train from Orchard. Having a bit of time before the forum we were going to attend, we decided to escape the maddening crowded and head to less populated territory, namely Loof at 1730hrs on a Sat evening.
Having restored our flagging spirits and bodies somewhat over 1 for 1 drinks and calamari, we cabbed on over to 72-13 for the forum called Apprehending the Gentlemen which was part of the slightly over a month long Indignation season. I'll admit, be it to my detriment or not, that the initial attraction to the forum was because of perverse curiosity, somewhat like attending a travelling freakshow (yes I feel bad about having thought this way but I'm being honest here). Organised by SGButterfly, the panelists were 4 transgendered men. FTMs. Usually the people one sees from the transgendered community are the more visible MTFs so I did wonder what an FTM looked like.
They looked like men.
We actually thought one of them was a cute gay boy then we realised he was one of the panelists. The issues discussed and the experiences shared yesterday evening was injected with varying shots of wit and sometimes wry humour but was ultimately sobering. The initial realisation, the lonely journeys of self-discovery, the fears of estrangement from all they hold dear, it was definitely an eye-opener. I guess it's not just about dealing with gender norms or expectations, it's about feeling comfortable with yourself, whether or not you can live with yourself as you are? There was one panelist in particular who identified as a gay man, born female, transitioned to male and who preferred other males.
I was woken up this morning by my mom asking me if i wanted to join them for breakfast at simpang. I've decided to spend my whole sunday at home, given that I'll be starting my new job tomorrow after 6+ months of bumming and freelancing every now and then, I'm finally going back to work full time. Have to rewire my brain back to working-people mindset, not taitai-bum mindset. No more morning sleep ins, no more non-packed afternoon combat classes with my friends, no more catnapping with Sassy in the middle of lazy weekday afternoons, no more morning movies with Deedee, no more jaunts around Orchard Road after lunching in town with Momsie.
I'm sure as hell gonna miss all of that but having a steady income is definitely a big push factor to get back to work. I'll be back to bitching about my work week with the rest of you peeps once again starting tomorrow! Till then, au revoir!
Not even knowing where to begin, I shall start by saying I'm newly-wed to a woman I've never met but have known for about 6 months now in an odd sort of quasi-friendship/relationship, the premise for which is based solely in cyberspace so maybe I shouldn't even call it that. This reminds me of the times I never had "playing House", guess you can say I'm making up for lost time now huh? "Marry me oso can.." Hahah! Cute. I guess at this point in my life, nothing I do (or agree to) surprises me much any more.
I started yesterday off pretty early, having spent last evening with Lynn and Charlotte at this outdoor place called Outdoor, located outside Acid Bar. Over the nondescript vocals streaming out of Acid, we caught up with what's been happening with each other over the past few months, while waiting for Eugene to come join us from where he was having dinner over at Clarke Quay with Char's 2 lady bosses. My lou gong was heading off to Bangkok early in the morning so I had my msn on all the while, a little impolite to my friends I know (sorry guys!) but I wouldn't be seeing her for 3 days till tuesday. We decided not to wait for Eugene after a while so after dropping off Char and Lynn, I got back home and was talking to lou gong till 2+ in the morning. I'm missing her already, in as much as I can miss anyone that is.
Back to yesterday, having started off early like I said before despite having a late night, I attended my usual Hatha class and caught Peter Jackson's latest cinematic offering, District 9 (awesome! courtesy of UOB smart dollars lol!) before heading back for my combat class. After which I met up with a foot-achey Deedee over at Cityhall, having had to fight off people for a space on the 3rd train from Orchard. Having a bit of time before the forum we were going to attend, we decided to escape the maddening crowded and head to less populated territory, namely Loof at 1730hrs on a Sat evening.
Having restored our flagging spirits and bodies somewhat over 1 for 1 drinks and calamari, we cabbed on over to 72-13 for the forum called Apprehending the Gentlemen which was part of the slightly over a month long Indignation season. I'll admit, be it to my detriment or not, that the initial attraction to the forum was because of perverse curiosity, somewhat like attending a travelling freakshow (yes I feel bad about having thought this way but I'm being honest here). Organised by SGButterfly, the panelists were 4 transgendered men. FTMs. Usually the people one sees from the transgendered community are the more visible MTFs so I did wonder what an FTM looked like.
They looked like men.
We actually thought one of them was a cute gay boy then we realised he was one of the panelists. The issues discussed and the experiences shared yesterday evening was injected with varying shots of wit and sometimes wry humour but was ultimately sobering. The initial realisation, the lonely journeys of self-discovery, the fears of estrangement from all they hold dear, it was definitely an eye-opener. I guess it's not just about dealing with gender norms or expectations, it's about feeling comfortable with yourself, whether or not you can live with yourself as you are? There was one panelist in particular who identified as a gay man, born female, transitioned to male and who preferred other males.
I was woken up this morning by my mom asking me if i wanted to join them for breakfast at simpang. I've decided to spend my whole sunday at home, given that I'll be starting my new job tomorrow after 6+ months of bumming and freelancing every now and then, I'm finally going back to work full time. Have to rewire my brain back to working-people mindset, not taitai-bum mindset. No more morning sleep ins, no more non-packed afternoon combat classes with my friends, no more catnapping with Sassy in the middle of lazy weekday afternoons, no more morning movies with Deedee, no more jaunts around Orchard Road after lunching in town with Momsie.
I'm sure as hell gonna miss all of that but having a steady income is definitely a big push factor to get back to work. I'll be back to bitching about my work week with the rest of you peeps once again starting tomorrow! Till then, au revoir!