The Night Life of East Coast Park

Thon-ing (read: overnight) at East Coast Park is not really a good idea some times especially when the next day happens to be a public holiday. While it’s nice to see that life hasn’t slowed down even though my watch says 3.30am, a few god-damn things still managed to mar the serenity of the night.

I don’t get the logic of Singaporeans. The gahmen declared a 1st May a public holiday. Yet somehow there would be some locals who’d go around getting drunk instead of getting ample rest. That’s fine with me but be drunk at your own peril please. Don’t go around shouting at the wee hours of the morning and disturb the many baby-making tents along the coastline.

Drink to wind down, not drink to get drunk. When you’re drunk, everything becomes helpless to you and that feeling sucks. When you trouble other people and end up sleeping nowhere, does that help to drown your sorrows away?

Then there’s a small hit-and-run session between a group of Indians and Malays. They didn’t fight - maybe they did - but they all ran different directions after being caught in a wrangle. I don’t know who radioed for 2 police cars and an ambulance but it sure did make 4.30am, looked like 4.30am.

I felt sad, disgusted, ashamed, angry at the Malay community especially the youth who do nothing good and everything else that’s bad. It’s so unfortunate that they happen to be in my generation.

Going around in their fancy little bicycles, being in the-larger-the-better groups, making hell of a noise and breaking loose in scuffles and fights. The funniest part is that there are Malay girls who like these macho and brave guys. *pukes at description* Not that’s not the funniest, they actually see a future with these guys. Hmm… still not funny. They actually carved a future with these guys! *Bang!* shotgun.

I can tell you that these Malay youths are big-time cowards. They thrive in numbers but when they go up alone, they shit in their pants. And that’s why I respect the Chinese and Indian gangsters. No denying that they’re lurking around right? One more thing that they deserve my respect - if you don’t disturb them, they won’t disturb you.

My watch beeped to indicate it’s 5am in the morning, and my friends and I resumed our game of Bluff. “Honesty will prevail,” says Wan. Yeah right, he was the biggest liar of us all.

Playing soccer at the Cage@ECP at midnight made me damn shagged. I slept through Labour Day. Now I’m wondering if I’ll be wide awake later at night.