Weekend in a Flash

I rebonded my hair, again. The last time I did it, I was reluctant and I was not aware of the benefits. After I cut the last strands of the rebonded hair (that made up of my long fringe kept over the past 5 months of training), I began to realize how the rebonded hair kept bad hair days away.

But with rebonded hair also comes its problems. Like how water/sweat would very easily drip off the tip of my hair, drenching my face all over. ya… I remembered going to classes in BOC, and when I took off my peak cap after the march from bunk to classroom, my sweat would just drip like tap water. For the past month after I cut my rebonded hair, that never happened again. The frizz just trapped the water to my head…

But I still prefer rebonded hair, cos that meant I need not bother to style my hair a lot lol

I watched a movie with SB. And we had lunch and dinner before and after that. Dinner was at this burmese restaurant in Marina Square, which well, was not really impressive. No wow! factor, that is. We then met MM, Mon and Harvi at BK and talked till late. ha… We still talked about work, but that was our common topic.

I realized that I have different groups of friends by virtue of the different common topics we had (perhaps this was common sense). The ZPS gang would inevitably talk about primary and secondary school days, while my HJC gang would make jibes at our classmates. It would really be tough to bring common topics across social circles. For one, it was hard to discern what information I have about work that I couldn’t tell my other friends. As for those that I could say, it would involve a great deal of effort to give a background story. Like the other time I met YJ, I had to give him a ‘general view’ of the Changi Prison Complex before I could explain to him why there were certain classes of inmates that I most probably would not come in touch with for the next 2 years.

But according to Harvi, I may be coming into touch with ALL sorts of inmates in the near future. I used to laugh secretly when I think of the work that was not part of the job scope of normal officers like me… But now…

Talking about my HJC friends, I met them at Ziwei’s wedding, which I thought was smashing. The feeling was like walking into Xin Wang HK Cafe. When weddings after weddings that I attended were using English songs that were distant to me, it was warm and inviting to be eating and conversing with friends in a Chinese themed wedding. I know I would not be able to have a Chinese themed wedding as long as I stay in the service, cos I have to be politically correct in my wedding planning. Racially sensitive, to be exact.

However, whether I get married is another thing.

I wonder if I can get someone to get married with me, just for the sake of holding a wedding dinner. No signing of marriage of certificate, no vows. Just for the heck fun of creating a wedding dinner hooha.

I still have one more wedding to attend, which I must attend.

That may again set me thinking of my marriage that seemed too distant. Who would I get help from? Who would be my emcee? What new stuff can I do? WHO, will The One be?

Just now, QY and gang asked me about my relationship history, which I found hard to describe. Not cos it was too complicated, but I really had nothing to declare. And people like my sis, when I told her nonchalantly that I went pak tor when in actual fact I went to watch a movie with SB (that happened some weeks ago), she really took it for real. It just goes to show how people around me are actually getting concerned about my bachelorhood secretly.

But… but… I have just started work. I have yet to start making investments for my retirement. I doubt I am even ‘desirable’ for potential spouses. My work is unglam and classified as ‘dangerous’ in insurance terms.

Most importantly, I have ‘no feeling’. I can be jealous, spiteful, frustrated, chirpy, optimistic or inspired, but I can’t feel love. I can’t even feel love for my family. The closest thing was the loyalty I have for my close friends, the calling to try my best to solve their problems when the time calls for it. But the relationship multiplier stops just there.

ya…

I was supposed to update my weekend activities. Not whining here. haiz…

OK, enough said. I need to sleep.