I must be getting old. I was flipping through the issue of Cleo with this year’s 50 Most Eligible Bachelors and none of them appealed to me. Why? Just ‘cos they were too young. Those were boys not men! If I were several years younger, perhaps more would have appealed to me. Many of them were in their late teens (well ok, 19) to mid-20s. Aiyah, too immature lah. How can call this eligible???
I was supposed to go to the Cleo Bachelor Party on Thursday night with olduvai and slumbering girl until I discovered that I had to go to Bebel Gilberto instead (obviously I didn’t buy the tickets). I was under the impression that the concert was on Friday night and was all eager to go and see these men make a fool themselves in front of screaming teenagers when I discovered my mistake after a reminder from my friend to appear at the Esplanade on Thursday night. Like dammit. I would have gladly traded Bebel for some bachelors if not for the fact that I had paid $60 for the ticket. So my dreams of a night full of eye-candy were dashed. Darn.