Just had to censor my horrible eye bags here.
Late nights with my girl, Ms Kanny Theng - who is always deleting all the pictures we take together so I am left with a mere few to choose from. Horrible girl. We stumbled upon this chill bar while walking along Haji Lane a couple of nights ago. It was a random night out as usual. We do impromptu well, planned dates never ever work out for us.
I like spontaneous people. People who call me in the middle of the day, demanding my time for a quick dinner or drinks by the beach. No matter how busy I am, there is always time for food or quick drinks. Kanny is someone I can depend on, for spontaneous dates and basically.. anything. It baffles me, how similar we are. That woman makes me believe that it is due to the fact that we share the same horoscope (Pisces), and that is why we are on the exact same wavelength. Its been approximately six years and we are starting to finish each other's sentences. It gets freaky, in a good way. And yes, as silly as it sounds - I do believe in horoscopes.
As much as I enjoy crowds, thumping music and loud people, I have grown to prefer such quiet nights over the years. We could be armed with a beer or two, indulging in serious conversations and exchanging complex ideologies. We could spend the night laughing about silly occurrences, people watching or maybe just stuffing our faces silly with mouth watering deserts. It helps that most of my friends are always hungry or thirsty at any time of the day. Such things bring people together.
I once read somewhere that the best conversations usually happen late at night. The heavier the eyelids, the sincerer the words. How true this is. I have participated in the most wonderful conversations during unearthly hours, while driving home from a party or at a random bench in the middle of town after a movie. The last time I had a proper date, we sat along the Singapore River chatting till 4am in the morning. I like that.
In my opinion, good conversations are better than expensive dinners. Yes, expensive dinners make you feel good about yourself. The romantic ambience engulfs your senses and fine concoctions envelope your tastebuds. You feel important and perhaps, appreciated (by your date). You feel like your time is worthwhile. Good, honest conversations are different. An arresting conversation lingers on, long after the person has left. You could always forget how an expensive dining experience felt like, but you would never forget a good conversation.
Quiet nights demand undivided attention and lesser fidgeting. It requires one to abandon communication devices, voluntarily setting them aside to focus on the people who truly matter. I get a tad uncomfortable when the person/people whom I am with are constantly on their phones.
I like attention. Most importantly, I like giving attention.