Sunday, February 24, 2013

Chap Goh Mei

Also known as the Chinese Valentine's Day, the last day of Chinese New Year is the day for singles lure the future partner by throwing mandarin oranges with name and handphone number written. After recovering from yesterday, I spent the day with my team, working on a documentary project. It was always inspiring seeing each of them, small team but mighty heart and noble people.

The body is not cooperating again. Half way through the event, signals of energy depletion are sent. I sensed something was wrong and quickly gulped down half a bottle of 100plus. It sustained, but not a recovery certainly.

Dismissed from the event as I know if I stay, I'd end up like in gym yesterday, crawling and dragging myself. I drove the 5 minutes journey home, with tears. It was one of the moment I realised I am an adult now, I have to drive myself home eventhough I am not well. Lying on the bed, smelly and sweaty, with a can of 100plus standby. I'd need to shower and restore my energy.

Hey I just (haven't) met you,
And this is crazy,
So here's my number,
So call me maybe?

I have certainly met you,
But things between us are nothing,
Even here's my number,
Would you even call me, maybe?

Wen Xin