it's all over

I had one of the worst New Year's eve last night. At the last minute of 2002, I was still walking amidst some thousands of hot, sticky people, looking for some totally worthless friends. That was horri-freaking-ble!! Even after we've decided to abort mission, launch our Plan B, things only got worse than worst. All the clubs were fully packed! There was no way anyone could get pass that queue just to stick a little toe through the entrance. Imagine having to sit by the Singapore River, looking at some scantily dressed girls prancing around with their sparklers, on the day you should be partying and drinking like a mad cow. It doesn't matter now does it? It's all over!