In the midst of random chat with class peeps frm sb9, yh suddenly askd:" Eh weidong. joseph was you best friend right?". Wow. That was a long long time back in memory. "Oh you know him?". "You know betrand? Yar, he's joseph's friend and he says you were his primary school best friend." The truth is, there seemed to be so many primary school best friends. Joseph, emmanuel, derek, herng liang, samuel at one time, ching sian, and weeyang. Primary school, sajs, was just so indulging on one. Irresitably, i always think, what if i stayed in sas, or went to acsi instead of newtown? What have i lost? Gained? Thoughts only. Any regrets? Some. Reliefs? Some. It's just so scary, and you feel so vulnerable that things so important to you now and in the past seem to be able to change at simple whims and change of minds. Ah!


Got into signals institute. Suppose to be a slacking vocation. Reporting for the first time there tmr. Hope it will be ok.


Went drinking with some section mates yesterday. The harry's pub singer was great. And he was singing:" plitter platter plitter platter". And the rain in potong pasir kicking the peeling soccer ball on that wet field came in side by side with marching in the drizzle wearing that blue blue uniform in smurf land.And i remember the day when i walked back from acjc to home in the rain. The bliss despite getting soaked. When all the moments seemed to gather.


Hi angel.