line-dancing

I had a really warm feeling watching the old men and women line-dancing at the amphitheatre near my block today. I wasnt sure whether it was the oldies music or seeing how much they were enjoying themselves that made me smile and continue to watch for almost an hour. Somehow it reminded me of the simplicities in life we often tend to overlook or ignore and I wished I could share the feeling with someone who would understand exactly what I meant. (That someone probably needs to have as much free time as I do as well)

Throughout the entire hour, I was watching a particular old lady who shook her butt in a really cute manner. With a hairband on her head, dangling earrings and a small sling bag over her shoulders, she looked almost like a kid who was lost in her own world, not even noticing that I was observing her from 2-3 metres away. I laughed a couple of times when she threw her arms in the air and twirled and it kinda made me feel like dancing along. Maybe I would join line-dancing when I'm older. That's if I'm not stuck in the office, stressing over line drawings and construction details.

will i be richer within the next few days

News has it that the result of the competition i joined with a few of my peers will be out within this coming week! Of course we are all eyeing on the first prize, which is a grand total of 20k usd. It was the moolah which drove us throughout the competition anyway. But honestly, I'm not really sure whether we would stand a chance at winning even the consolation prizes since it's an international competition. If we dont, I think Pinjie has already prepared the appropriate its-the-experience-that-matters-speech for closure, being the politically-correct person that he is well known for.

Well, I also found out today that Lai Chee Kian is an eccentric man with no family and friends. Somehow I find that almost intriguing. I wonder how he leads his life, from day to day as a professor in NUS, alone. I'm sure there are many others out there who are just like him and I'm really curious to know what's going on in their minds, especially when they see themselves in the mirror first thing in the morning.

Are they happy? Do they even feel lonely? Do they see themselves as geniuses who just cant seem to mix with the normal crowd? Or do they see themselves as losers?

These group of people are definitely of a different breed, lost in their own world of thoughts and sometimes I wish I could just experience being them for maybe a day.

we are all innocent

we are, we are all innocent, we are all innocent

we are, we are

or at least we hope to be.

Finally, something uplifting for me today. Over the past few days, I've been pushing myself to produce something worth presenting to my tutor after not seeing him for more than 3 weeks. And I guess it went pretty well since i couldnt stop smiling to myself after leaving his office. All those visits to the redlight areas have finally paid off! And oh, if I've never mentioned this before, I'm writing a dissertation on the redlight areas in Singapore, mainly on the spaces in which sex trades occur. I guess I could be a sex tour guide after this, if plan A doesnt work out for me.

Maybe I'm back as the nerdy, workaholic Mel. The reason being that's all I know how to do at this moment. And please, no extra care needed. The last thing i would want to feel now is like a candy infested by ants. Or rather a large ant.