Weird neighbours

Yesterday when I was leaving for work at about 6pm, I noticed my neighbour’s daughter standing outside her house forlornly.

So I thought she must have forgotten her keys, just like what happened to me so many times before. Ehem. Anyway, I was going to offer her a chair to sit on while she waits, but I only managed to get in one sentence.

Me: “Little girl, did you forget your keys?”

She shook her head slowly and looked terrified. Then started to knock hysterically at her door and screamed “Gor Gor! Gor Gor!”

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Pink Dot happened last Saturday and of course I was there, along with three of my friends. The post here will be my thoughts and there will be no photos. You can see the photos on my Twitter or Facebook.

Last year when I asked Harmony along, she had been very sporting and I felt that since both of us could be accepting, I thought why not get more of my other friends to support? So I broached the subject with Eggie on Whatsapp and she agreed to go and even suggested that I could ask Hui Koon and Yulan along.

I was a little apprehensive at first as I have no clue at all what Yulan and Hui Koon thought of the LGBT community. The subject never really turned up in our conversation even though the four of us are good friends. As a matter of fact, I do hope that one day, sexual orientation would no longer matter and be a matter of conversation.

Anyways, it turned out well because my friends are awesome, like me. *flicks hair*

Hui Koon arrived a little later than us and she wondered if the people in pink were gay. It got me wondering about what other people thought of me. Did they know about Pink Dot? Would they think that I am gay? I wondered what would happen if my students’ parents saw me in pink, on the way to Pink Dot, and assumed that I am a lesbian.

Then I stopped worrying because worrying never does anyone any good. It should not matter anyway because it wouldn’t change a thing. I was still going to Pink Dot, wearing pink.

I had a moment of revelation, that the feeling of anxiety that I had, must be what the LGBT community face every single day, multiplied a hundred fold. Some manned up and got out of the closet, while others still stay inside worrying. I hoped that I had made a difference, however little, by being there.

All four of us had fun that day. For us, it was a normal girls day out, picnicking on a mat and catching up on what happened in our lives recently. At the end of the event, while we were leaving, the waving sea of pink lights were dazzling and a beautiful sight to behold.

It is invigorating to know that more people turned up than last year. A 21 000 strong crowd as compared to last year’s 15 000. Maybe next year, Hong Lim Park would no longer be able to contain the amount of participants. ^_^

P.s. If you wonder why I support the LGBT community, read what I wrote about Pink Dot 2012.