the tale of timing and directions

my first few minutes of 2007 was spent alone, crammed in between sweaty people in the esplanade in singapore, trying to watch half of the fireworks that are not obstructed by this big building standing right in front of us.

stuff it, i thought and decided to go home; only to walk out into the nearly empty street to have a clear view of the fireworks. to be honest they weren't great. they didn't even make it to the 'good' level.

i was supposed to meet some friends at a bar but they ended up late. dan and i missed each other at the station so dan missed the fireworks, treated himself to a drink and went home. i did end up catching up with the above mentioned friends but that was after i got lost trying to find the mrt station and had to call someone because the people i did ask for directions told me to 'follow the crowd'. the problem was, that the crowd was moving in five different directions.

dan, on the otherhand, arrived safely home to discover that no one answered the door when he rang the doorbell. he went down to sit on a bench outside and came back up only to miss me by 15 minutes. by that time, i had already crashed into my bed and closed the door.

i was quite worried that he had not come home and tried to call him a few times but i couldn't get through so i decided to sleep. the funny thing was, my aunt & uncle's room door was open so they could hear the doorbell (my aunt is a very light sleeper) but for some reason, they didn't. so dan spent the night outside the front door til six in the morning. the maid eventually let him in.

all up, this was the crappiest start to the new year and i really do hope that the rest of the year isn't like the start.