I can't believe Christmas is going to be here in a flash.

This year's horrid. Walking down Orchard Road tonight with its many splendid lights and some random photo-taking still did not manage to give me that shot of upcoming Christmas delight and anticipation.

Whatever is the matter?

Maybe I'm just numb to all. What's Christmas? Just another pretty holiday in a man-made calendar year where some people go to a sit-down party and sing slow songs that touch your heart the first few times you hear it, and then wham-bam thank you m'am, that was fun, see you next year.

I know something's wrong with me.

I haven't even the slightest clue what Christmas gifts to buy my friends this year.

Usually, buying Christmas gifts gets me brimming with excitement. It's even better than receiving gifts 'cos you'll never buy the "wrong" gift for someone, but you're always susceptible to receiving the "wrong" gifts from people.

But no, not this year. I'm seriously not excited about anything this Christmas.

This year, Christmas is here too soon, too fast. Slow down a bit and take another year, pls.

By the way, in case you missed this, I'm safely back home from Vietnam. And yes, I did survive it.