7 posts tagged “friends”
Think of me, think of me fondly,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while -
please promise me you'll try.
When you find that, once again, you long
to take your heart back and be free -
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me
We never said our love was evergreen,
or as unchanging as the sea -
but if you can still remember
stop and think of me . . .
Think of all the things
we've shared and seen -
don't think about the things
which might have been . . .
Think of me, think of me waking,
silent and resigned.
Imagine me, trying too hard
to put you from my mind.
Recall those days
look back on all those times,
think of the things we'll never do -
there will never be a day,
when I won't think of you . . .
Flowers fades,
The fruits of summer fade,
They have their seasons, so do we
but please promise me, that sometimes
you will think of me!
from my favourite musical.
in case you were wondering, the singer is familiar because she has abandoned her pride to participate in that shitty dragonball movie recently. travesty.
Anywayyyy the point is, a chapter is about to come to a close. walking around school and seeing the multitude of "law admissions interviews at eu tong sen building" signs plastered around today made reality hit home all at once. a new batch is coming in, and i won't be around to mock at how flustered they are over LAWR, bitch abt how irritating and know-it-all they are, comment on the good bad and uglies of the batch etc. because this batch is taking over mine. the dean is right, every year marks the end of a 4 year cycle and mine is about to come to an end.
i still think i left my heart in KR campus, in pgp, along the corridors of our beloved old law fac campus. constantly i get flashbacks of the brown tiled floor and wooden tables of the empty space near the old student counter. i'm not sure why i recall such a nondescript location; maybe the times spent preparing for moots and lawr, and for law camps and passing through to get to the biz canteen have made a more lasting impression on me than i realise.
biz canteen... the pgp girls (hah yes the habitual latecomers who colonised the back row of the LT) would eat together after lectures, and tg8 (what a vibrant bunch we were) would share breakfasts after morning tutorials. i'd eat the overly sweet mango sago dessert, or the pomelo salad from the pseudo vietnamese stall. the guys would go crazy over "next please" sausages and western food.
pgp. i think i've reminisced ad nauseum about it already. but there, i found friends, experienced freedom and independence, shared fun, shed tears, grown up. to whom it may concern, remember remember, that night in december, april, may and baileys+soyabean.
Flowers fades,
The fruits of summer fade,
They have their seasons, so do we
but please promise me, that sometimes
you will think of me.
// his belated birthday dinner at brotzeit // yummy sausages! expensive but it was good stuff // gathering for cranial crunk christmas in conrad // our characters for cranium // aloy the scarecrow //
SOOO... the latest financial scandal has erupted; a "well respected and much trusted" money manager has siphoned off $500 BILLION of guileless customers' money. dad is quite annoyed that his hedge fund has been trimmed since Britain's Man Holdings stuck their itchy fingers into that company and have lost big time. this financial turmoil is uncovering more skeletons in the closets day by day. wth, with a name like that, wasn't it kind of a no brainer that he would have MadeOff with the funds!?
my days have been... leisurely. shopping, meeting friends, eating at nice new places, vegging and feeling liberated from knowing that there's no case to read or tutorial to do. this will probably be my last slack holiday ever since next year's May-June vacation will be spent traversing the US. the days could be much better if not for the fact that i feel rather guilty for wasting my time away instead of earning my own keep. paradox. speaking of the US, there's now a brand new game online where the you can play the role of a certain head of state and duck flying footwear that come hurtling your way. wow, computer geeks are damn prompt. flee the footwear!!!, or if you'd rather whack the dog.
OMG! i can finally blog! OK, even though its 3am, i shd post something in case this joy is short lived...
yep, i just got back from the party i planned for khel and i'm glad that everyone left full and "liquidated". they liked the cake that ying, sm and i baked, the food that people made/ bought was yummy, we critiqued and found flaws in the storyline of some HK show together, albert went on a crazy rampage making the k(h)elvins drink beer in some super quick mode; some people handled the mess better than others (pictures will reveal) and it was generally a good get together =) Christmas time is coming, which means the festive/ year end celebration, revelry and feasting will commence, which is not good for the exercise regime at all. but heck, the good times tip the opportunity cost scale conclusively.
now for some veryyyy overdue photos. blame vox for preventing me from blogging the past 2 weeks or so!
// group photo of the day // ying getting china girl bangs which she hated // ping's bday dinner at la nonna. wonderful pizza! // bday girl struggling to pop the champagne that the manager very kindly treated us to // ping n her girls //
our localised celebration of oktoberfest at kr50... for the poor post exchange guys, i'm sure this was but a mere shadow of the past, but well, beggers can't be chosers, especially pre-exam beggers.
and then on halloween night, there was beer, wine, mirth and merriment again at the pub quiz. good stuff, especially since the booze is much sweeter when it's won and earned. clubbing with vampires, pharoahs, walking bedsheets, pale faced people with bad makeup made for an exciting night. the photos will come soon, but for now... i have to study for an exam in 5 days! fug.
friday evening was the closest thing to oktoberfest i'll have this year. there was free flow beer all night long at kr50 and we drank the house rather dry. either the guys all have expanded livers after their 1 year exchange sojourn, or the beers weren't strong enough, but everyone was still rather sober despite more than 5 cups on average (tris singlehandedly lowering the figures with his amazing 2 beer capacity) so there were no rowdy drinking games. the guys (*ahemBoazahem*) were super freaked out by an art installation with 8 little white figures standing in formation and huddled at the sides whilst the girls posed and took photos. i have quite alot of photos (from that night and since the time the girls went to mortons) waiting to be liberated from my camera, but inertia rules and its 3.30am bedtime now. will do the necessary soon. till then, at least this blog is revived somewhat.
22 years old. grah that sounds disgusting but nothing feels different. other than the fact that we've all sold our souls 1 year in advance to various firms, nope, no indication that age is catching up with me. 9 july night was much fun; the best gift is probably that of friendship and i'm very thankful for my gifts in all shapes and sizes. whiskey, vodka, tequila and absinthe (or Absent, per Mau J) sloshed around in very glamorous plastic cups, people splayed out across the room and made a lot of noise (the walls must be amazingly thick cos the hotel management didn't come up to chase us out) and a game of ring of fire could somehow keep us entertained for about 3 hours. i had quite a good sleeping spot but my neck still aches now after 2 days =( thank you for the giant clutch bag and the crystal earrings, and the taka vouchers, they will go far towards the pet upkeep effort.
