4H gathering

Yesterday's class gathering was helluva fun, and dirt cheap too! Relatively lar. I mean, people always like to gather in fancy restaurants like Marche (grossly overpriced, I tell you!) and NYDC and the likes, which would cost around $20, but yesterday only $7! That's it lar. All our future gathering will be held in this way, at Bing's place, and ordering in Canadian pizza. Somemore can make loads of noise also nobody care you leh, and the thing is, we do make a lot of noise. :P

Actually, come to think of it, our idea of fun is also very simple (oh, we happy people so easily contented!). Just sit around one table, eat, drink, and talk. We must be the bestest talkers around already, can talk so long and still be interesting (to ourselves lar!). Reminiscing the good old school days always gives me warm fuzzy feelings even though at that time we were quite tortured and deprived and were subjected to strange school rules (Nazis!). I also don't suppose the infamous class incident is going to go unspoken of for the next few decades, seeing that it always pops up in the midst of conversation and gets everyone excited to talk about it again. Oh, the dastardly backstabber of a bitch forever remains in our memory.

Then many thanks (really, thank you, thank you, thank you) to Weiliang for driving moi home. The dude very nice drive around our little moonlit island dropping people off. Hilliview to Marsiling to Woodlands to East side then back to his place at Buona Vista. Kudos!

Ah ghim, on the other hand, not very nice. 'Cos he never come back from the welcome tea. Welcome tea more important than us.