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Happy Belated Halloween!
I think if i were in Singapore i would have dressed up (as a flapper chick in a scandalously short sparkly dress, i decided yesterday) and walked around Orchard Road, or look for a party to look-see and laugh at people's costumes. But Bean and i went to Vincent's haus last night to play with fireworks with him, Baki, and Vincent's brother and his friends. I would describe the night, first and foremost, as mind-wreckingly cold. So cold that my toes felt like they had died, and the sparklers that i was holding vibrated violently in sync with my muscle contractions. But still, it was a great night of big bangs and alarming whizzing sparks. There were various types of fireworks... i dunno what all of their names are so i named some myself to aid my efforts at describing them. There were Roman Candles (real name), little buzzing Demon Balls, screaming Witchy Spirals, flamboyant Spark Splutterers, and a giant one that tried to deafen everyone to death several times in a row. We watched each one go off with delightful wonderment amidst Vincent's mutterings of, "They're all falling on my roof!" and Baki's comments of, "That's right. Aim for the telephone wires."
I cant say fireworks are the safest things in the world and i'm not surprised at the Singapore govt for banning them. I mean... someone's face could get blown off. Or the Merlion's front tooth could get knocked out. But what they are, is definitely humongous fun. It was a reminder that even amidst the stress of school, there should be time to do mindlessly fun things like that. That, and stuff yourself with pizza and feed the crusts to Vincent's grumpy, fat lump of a dog.
I think if i were in Singapore i would have dressed up (as a flapper chick in a scandalously short sparkly dress, i decided yesterday) and walked around Orchard Road, or look for a party to look-see and laugh at people's costumes. But Bean and i went to Vincent's haus last night to play with fireworks with him, Baki, and Vincent's brother and his friends. I would describe the night, first and foremost, as mind-wreckingly cold. So cold that my toes felt like they had died, and the sparklers that i was holding vibrated violently in sync with my muscle contractions. But still, it was a great night of big bangs and alarming whizzing sparks. There were various types of fireworks... i dunno what all of their names are so i named some myself to aid my efforts at describing them. There were Roman Candles (real name), little buzzing Demon Balls, screaming Witchy Spirals, flamboyant Spark Splutterers, and a giant one that tried to deafen everyone to death several times in a row. We watched each one go off with delightful wonderment amidst Vincent's mutterings of, "They're all falling on my roof!" and Baki's comments of, "That's right. Aim for the telephone wires."
I cant say fireworks are the safest things in the world and i'm not surprised at the Singapore govt for banning them. I mean... someone's face could get blown off. Or the Merlion's front tooth could get knocked out. But what they are, is definitely humongous fun. It was a reminder that even amidst the stress of school, there should be time to do mindlessly fun things like that. That, and stuff yourself with pizza and feed the crusts to Vincent's grumpy, fat lump of a dog.
posted by THE YANG at 20:45
1 Comments:
haha. sounds like fun. :) VERAAAA. haha i feel like whinning. and mummy isn't helping with her "let's go watch a korean show!" as a solution to my problem as described on my blog. rwars.
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