Last chapter.

and thus in ode of all the best boys and bitches of the year; here's a toast to sparkly things and diamond rings and pony rides for free on rainbows and pink champagne on ice. the past year has been exuberant, overpriced and tactless. i still loved it to my bones anyway.

Joshuapaulsiow, my own sunshine in a bottle/baby/tissueboy. for the big things and the little things and for everything. i realised how much you put aside to love me, and what a big challenge that can be sometimes, and i really love you for sticking around and your forgiveness. for letting me cry in your arms, for making me so happy i have never been happier before. you're not alone anymore, because i'm here holding your hand.

Lauraevawong, my sexybitch. for icecream therapy, continual screams and operation lab blow-up. for conversations where it feels like i'm the only one talking because you're listening, for your love to buy me underwear and bitch sessions and being with me through every fuckedup situation.

Angelynlong, my dramaqueen. for ecstatic drama sessions, on and off stage, for not letting me be the only one who sucks at chinese, for keeping secrets and sharing secrets, for your neverending love and hugs and every inch of your beautiful soul that made this year easier.

Lydiatan, my bestfriend. for the past 13 years of love like woah, for bus rides home that i treasure so much because time with you never seems enough, for knowing who i really am, and for playing pretend at ten. so too bad huney, you're gonna be stuck with me for a long time coming.

Victoriasim, my dear. even though we hardly talk, the wonders would never be the same without you. your random comments, your happy eyes, and everything else in between. love you much, gorgeous.

Colleenchia, my stargirl. for weekend trips, for loud music, for strange streams of 4 days of seeing you everyday, for bringing colour into my life. for 2am runarounds, and gossipgirl obsessions. for settling my heart, and for the holidays spent with you. for starbucks, and collaura.

Nicoleanne, my babygirl. for mid morning phonecalls, for the past 7 years, for showing me love when i needed you most, for sticking with me through the most fucked up boys, through the best of boys, and for every single word of comfort.

and to theresa,stick, dj, yunhou, arshvyn, helios, ken, jillyn, elisha, keith, josh, edwin, matt, ben, wenhan, charmaine, fran, wes, laura p, patrick, janice, chris, betilda, kathy, damian, amy, evangeline, karen, vaish, kimbo, steffy, janice, sonia, mark and everybody else included in my year.

Happy New Year's Eve.