What happened?

4C annual class chalet did, last Friday. I feel like 'annual' is not the right word to use for an event that has happened for only two, three years but I think each year as it comes, this gathering of sorts will be obligatory. What am I saying; it already is.

I don't want to lie about how it was a ball of fun because it was not. I like my classmates of before but to be honest, we never really had this platform of similar topics for communication. What else can I use but the vocabulary 'obligatory'? Our conversations are so, though I shouldn't really call them as said because conversations are long, immaculate strings of voices that tangle up with each other- the kinds I can have with so few, so few.

So almost everyone I was genuinely interacting with got delirious (and that's what, 5 people?). In a lazy order I shall say:

Joycelyn, my dear girl who I'd not seen in ages, fought with Wei Chong in series;
Dao Wen pissed me off by repeatedly branding me with the "slut" name under a stupor;
Zai Yong was Zai Yong, I adore the guy with all his good heart;
Wei Jin was an incredibly agitated, hilarious tipsy bottle;
Isaac rashed-up with vodka or whatever mix he was offered;
Ridzuan and I still remember our little friendship greeting;
we cooped ourselves in the nearest room and jammed with Isaac's guitar, Joycelyn, Wei Chong sometimes, and I, 'cause we do that;
hugs were exchanged every hour;
I rushed to go home early in the morning, half to complete my article, half to be unfit for social interaction (Tao Lin, 2011, "ufsi") amidst forlornness.

I miss Dunman, but as a whole, as a vibrating body of past sounds, characters, adventures, and not like this- when some changed, some stayed, leaving the essence foreign for a wearied soul. It's so profoundly dreary.

Have been pretty unmoved to write as of late. Here, have some pictures [arrow pointing downwards]

1) Their reenactment of the Chasing Pavements MV
2) While they were squabbling/exercising/doing ridiculous stunts
3) The result of my why-does-this-feel-so-forced

4) Leon and I went for Putien after our cross-cultural communication paper on Tuesday
5, 6) We took a liking to Tampines Mall Christmas display
7, 8) Healthy blended-in fruits yoghurt after Simei Daiso. I bought Wei Chong's, Kenneth's, Sheri's, Shaun's and Joanne's Christmas gifts, and I refuse to acknowledge Leon's nose
9, 10) Before: Sunflower for my mom's birthday, wine for my dad at random (told him it was for Christmas though)

11) What I wore yesterday to collect contact lenses at Ngee Ann Polytechnic and walk around Orchard Road, aimlessly, hopefully with a model air, with Leon. They are a fourteen-buck nude romper and a lace throw-over from my mom. I bought Kamini's Christmas gift and my array of pearl, faux-diamond, gold ear-studs at H&M. The night ended at 23:30, thereabout, with a rushed cup Genmaicha green tea