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    Sunday, February 20, 2005

    Sniffles

    I was so wrong. I wasn't even near the road to recovery. Not only has the cold gotten worse, I feel so weak I have to keep a 50m radius from my bed. Any further, I would have to summon a vast amount of internal energy which may be harmful to my recovery. So, for the whole of today, I lay myself on the couch and stayed there. You can say that the day has been the most uneventful.

    I really hate the weather. It's killing every single blade of grass and it's killing me. Yesterday I was driven to exasperation with boredom so I took a trip to Bishan Junction 8 to visit the bank and to do some window shopping. Not as if the blazing sun was bad enough. There were hoards of screaming fans behind a barricade in front of a make-shift stage . They were there to see the floppy-haired, badboy of F4, Ken Chu.

    I wanted to roll my eyes but then a little voice in my head reminded me I was once a pop-star crazed fan. Believe it or not, I was actually one of the little excited fans who were queueing hours after hours to get Vic Chou's autograph for his first album. I was smitten by his boyish good looks and aloof demeanour in Meteor Garden. Well, what can I say, I was going through a growing up phase. And I still have that signed album. Maybe I should attempt to auction it off to some crazy fan of his and make myself some money.

    Anyway, F4 aside, I walked on and spotted a tiny queue in the middle of Delifrance and another eatery and I was wondering what these girls were up to. Then I passed the front of the queue and saw "Q here for Taufik's Autograph Session at 6.00pm". Although I felt sad for Taufik that his fan base seemed so humble compared to the Taiwan singer, I didn't want to take any chances. For all I knew there could be a whole crowd of them yet to arrive. I had to get out of the place before I broke out into my claustraphobic hysteria.

    That trip did little to satisfy my boredom so I resorted to rotting in front of the google box. I was tapping my feet as I watched "Shall We Dance" - I felt it was a light-hearted and funny show with a moving story. I like especially this scene where Beverly (Susan Sarandon) was talking to a P.I she hired because she suspected her husband was having an affair.

    Beverly: Do you know why people get married?
    PI: Passion?
    Beverly: No. Because we need a witness to our lives. There's a billion people on the planet, what does any one life really mean? But in a marriage, you're promising to care about everything: the good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things. All of it, all the time, everyday. You're saying - your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go unwitnessed because I will be your witness.

    That's some food for thought...

    [Time of Confession] 9:40 PM
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