
Christmas was cool. I think this is the first in many years I feel the spirit of Christmas, that is, the real Christmas: a Christmas when we celebrated Christ’s birth and the reason for which He was born into this world.
I made a concrete decision not to buy Christmas presents for most of my friends because I didn’t think anyone should feel obligated to buy everyone a present. So, indeed, only my family got gifts from me. Yet I hope that my presence in fellowship is a worthy enough present for my spiritual family, because that’s all the presents I ever need, worth more than any material thing in this world.
The Sonic Edge BBQ went well enough. It was a great time of fellowship for most of the people who came. I enjoyed myself too. And lucky thing was that I didn't have to wash much since everything went into the dishwasher. Praise God for dishwashers.
Anyway, I just came back from Angel’s party in Serangoon Gardens. It was cool. I got to chat with some friends as well as bump into some acquaintances like Sarah and Desmond.
Tomorrow night, Rueben, Jacq, Vernice, others and myself are heading to Zouk for the NYE countdown. Danny Tenaglia is spinning! It’ll be the first time I’m seeing Tenaglia live.
Oh, here’s the lyrics for
Skydive by Freefall feat. Jan Johnston, an old Renaissance (the label) trancer from ’98. I dug it out of some old boxes recently and realised (again) how fierce this track is.
The first moment, before the first touch
We know the longing
We have to hold each other
I will drown you in love
Must suffocate your needs
Now we’re healed.
We have our own language
Collect your words
I have them when you're gone
I silently smile
Even miss you in my sleep
No rush, no loss, no lies
This journey is our love
You’re my hero
From heaven did you call
I feel wonderful
I could skydive from the moon
Sail an ocean,
On my fingertips,
When the wind screams my name
Take his hand and pray
To run run run to you