I was actually a bit apprehensive about spending my new year the same way I did on the worst year of my life – 2009 – but when Anne asked if I wanted to spend New Year’s eve at Asia’s biggest countdown party, I thought that was a more legendary way to start the last year before the world ended than, say, staying at home wearing polka dots and jumping up and down while making noise. So I asked if I could bring my office friends along and she said sure, and she bought our tickets for us.
We met at Vivo City and after a round of introductions was made between my two sets of friends, we took the train to Sentosa. When we got there we found out that they weren’t allowing huge bags into the event, so we had to deposit ours for a S$7 fee. Ugh. So we did that and we exchanged our tickets for neon pink wristbands that allowed us to get into the event. It also held our complimentary drink stub which we never got to use because my friend works for one of the drink booths and gave us buckets and buckets of free booze. Way cool.
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| Torn between the devil and the angel. Question: why do they sell those devil horns on NYE events? |
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| With my office friends + hometown friends |
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| With Nikki’s friends and family |
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| The resolutions wall. Cool idea! |
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| I write my 2012 resolution |
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| This resolution amused us. |
We finally walked into Sapphire Pavilion and onto the beach. Everything was well set up.
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| We have no idea who these people are, but they are mighty passionate |
Towards midnight, I saw a lot of people walking around with a lot of bubbles on them, so I dragged Jemma and Mildred to the foam party so we could be like them. It was really fun and refreshing; it was incredibly humid that night, for some reason. The foam party, by the way, is where this machine blasts soapy bubbles onto everyone and you get all wet and soapy.
We left to find the others and got back to the sandy dance floor in front of the stage right before the countdown and the fireworks. We couldn’t find our other friends, though, so we were squished in with a bunch of strangers at the stroke of midnight. Nevertheless, we hugged each other as we yelled our happy-new-year’s.
When the fireworks were done, we left the dance floor and sat down on the grass towards the side where the others eventually found us. I actually lay down and fell asleep for a bit. Then we used the coupons that our bartender friend gave us to buy some hotdogs and cokes and after polishing those off, we headed back to the dance floor again. There was one moment when Joc and I found ourselves dancing on top of a platform but when it got too much for us, we jumped off and ran back to our friends, screaming. They thought we had seen a ghost; we explained that what happened was much worse. We got over it pretty quickly, though, and decided that it was time to go home. We retrieved our bags from the deposit place then rode a bus to Vivo City. The taxi queue was so long that we decided to wait for the MRT to open in 30 minutes rather than stay in the queue. I was so sleepy and exhausted, but it was the good kind of exhausted. So if superstitions are to be believed and the way I spent the first day of my new year is how I will spend the rest of it, I wouldn’t mind at all. 🙂
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