Most of the time it takes more than just a crazy personality to do the craziest stuffs. Circumstances play their part too. Think last night.
Wenyan, Jovan & I met up at a whooping 3:30am at simpang bedok. Actually it wasn’t meant to be this crazy, if I haven’t forgot about the stay-out plan wenyan suggested at michelle’s birthday party earlier in the evening. I literally head straight back home after the party, which causes me to keep having this uneasy feeling that I’ve forgotten something important but can’t figure out what. I’m sure many of u are familiar with this situation.
& Wenyan? Yes, she was with me all along, right til the end of the party. Why doesn’t she remind me that we’re supposed to stay out? Cuz, being the understanding friend she always is, she thought I wanted to go home so she didn’t bring the idea up again lols!
Anyways, I only regained my memory after having a shower & pimple cream stained on my face. It’s so not me to waste a perrrrrrfect holiday eve just like that! Anyone with common sense knows that they’re not supposed to spend their holiday eves moping at home.
Actually I don’t know, but it must have been an uber duper terrible mind block to bring myself back home before 12am. I felt like kicking myself for being so forgetful, & smsed Wenyan immediately suggesting a slacking session later. It was already almost 2am by the way, & I was expecting reply like, ”WHAT?? NOW??”
However
crazy Wenyan
as crazy as me
agreed!
We tried our luck with Jovan & he’s keen about the idea as well much to our delight. I juggled with some simple make up & cotton wools for removing pimple cream stained on my face & headed out at 3am. So here goes- 3:30 am at simpang bedok last night =)
If that’s totally crazy to u, u've yet to hear the worst. There was this once Xiao Ser, Wenyan & I got ready in 10mins flat for an emergency meet up 3plus in the morning. We’re out to discuss how we could help out a buddy having extreme relationship problems. Actually we weren’t really ready when we've gotten ready…
BAAH!
Am I making any sense? Maybe to put it simply, All of us came in our uber ragged TP sporting culture tee & FBT shorts, in messy hair, fugly specs & no make up. We're ready but nor ready somehow. Get that?
Nevermind.
Just remember this- Superwomen 'R' us. =X
Round of applause please.
Oh by the way, pictures of the 2e2 gathering on the 21st =)
I know I know, I was so mighty late but here u go anyway:
Khasrul has no idea what he’s covering up. The most beautiful part of the picture can? Lols! Bleah, I’m kidding, retrieve ur shoes & banana skins people.
This is more like it though I’ll appreciate it more if jasper stops tugging at my mane.
The E2-ians gets high!
Seems that khas has problem keeping his hands to himself.
Khas says we’re the Axe gang as of that one in Stephen Chow’s film Kung Fu. However I’ll prefer a cheezier name like The red lotus gang. Call us the Red lotuses. Now.
Heather & I caught red handed stealing Fariz’s bike.
I have no idea what we should call this bike stunt. Khas calls it supermanning lols.
The last straw came when Khas realizes that he’s ferrying a big fat pontianak on the back of his bike all along.
Yep 2e2 is 7 years old! Back then in secondary school, I remember how I used gasp when I heard of friends still keeping in touch with their primary school pals.
”That’s 7 years of friendship leh!”
They proudly announced.
Now that 2E2 has reached it’s 7th year, I’m glad it’s now my turn to finally tell people around me that I’ve know a group of fantastic friends for ages & ages.
My secondary school life was havoc, hanging out with extremely adventurous 2E2ians, exploring the most impossible places. Tell me how many groups of youngsters in Singapore has hiked the insides of canals though pasir ris & tampines? Well, we had! I don’t remember scoring in my grades but I remembered having so much havoc-fun with the 2e2ians. I remembered how we bullied Mr yong into tears. I remembered how we’ve done well in our fried ice-cream stall & how we shared ghost stories at the back of the hall before every assembly. Fun it was I remembered.
& I’ll do nothing to amend the history even if there is such possibility.
Cuz I remember having my happiest days in nowhere else but Haising Catholic.
The rest is a blur.
With love.
Wenyan, Jovan & I met up at a whooping 3:30am at simpang bedok. Actually it wasn’t meant to be this crazy, if I haven’t forgot about the stay-out plan wenyan suggested at michelle’s birthday party earlier in the evening. I literally head straight back home after the party, which causes me to keep having this uneasy feeling that I’ve forgotten something important but can’t figure out what. I’m sure many of u are familiar with this situation.
& Wenyan? Yes, she was with me all along, right til the end of the party. Why doesn’t she remind me that we’re supposed to stay out? Cuz, being the understanding friend she always is, she thought I wanted to go home so she didn’t bring the idea up again lols!
Anyways, I only regained my memory after having a shower & pimple cream stained on my face. It’s so not me to waste a perrrrrrfect holiday eve just like that! Anyone with common sense knows that they’re not supposed to spend their holiday eves moping at home.
Actually I don’t know, but it must have been an uber duper terrible mind block to bring myself back home before 12am. I felt like kicking myself for being so forgetful, & smsed Wenyan immediately suggesting a slacking session later. It was already almost 2am by the way, & I was expecting reply like, ”WHAT?? NOW??”
However
crazy Wenyan
as crazy as me
agreed!
We tried our luck with Jovan & he’s keen about the idea as well much to our delight. I juggled with some simple make up & cotton wools for removing pimple cream stained on my face & headed out at 3am. So here goes- 3:30 am at simpang bedok last night =)
If that’s totally crazy to u, u've yet to hear the worst. There was this once Xiao Ser, Wenyan & I got ready in 10mins flat for an emergency meet up 3plus in the morning. We’re out to discuss how we could help out a buddy having extreme relationship problems. Actually we weren’t really ready when we've gotten ready…
BAAH!
Am I making any sense? Maybe to put it simply, All of us came in our uber ragged TP sporting culture tee & FBT shorts, in messy hair, fugly specs & no make up. We're ready but nor ready somehow. Get that?
Nevermind.
Just remember this- Superwomen 'R' us. =X
Round of applause please.
Oh by the way, pictures of the 2e2 gathering on the 21st =)
I know I know, I was so mighty late but here u go anyway:
Khasrul has no idea what he’s covering up. The most beautiful part of the picture can? Lols! Bleah, I’m kidding, retrieve ur shoes & banana skins people.
This is more like it though I’ll appreciate it more if jasper stops tugging at my mane.
The E2-ians gets high!
Seems that khas has problem keeping his hands to himself.
Khas says we’re the Axe gang as of that one in Stephen Chow’s film Kung Fu. However I’ll prefer a cheezier name like The red lotus gang. Call us the Red lotuses. Now.
Heather & I caught red handed stealing Fariz’s bike.
I have no idea what we should call this bike stunt. Khas calls it supermanning lols.
The last straw came when Khas realizes that he’s ferrying a big fat pontianak on the back of his bike all along.
Yep 2e2 is 7 years old! Back then in secondary school, I remember how I used gasp when I heard of friends still keeping in touch with their primary school pals.
”That’s 7 years of friendship leh!”
They proudly announced.
Now that 2E2 has reached it’s 7th year, I’m glad it’s now my turn to finally tell people around me that I’ve know a group of fantastic friends for ages & ages.
My secondary school life was havoc, hanging out with extremely adventurous 2E2ians, exploring the most impossible places. Tell me how many groups of youngsters in Singapore has hiked the insides of canals though pasir ris & tampines? Well, we had! I don’t remember scoring in my grades but I remembered having so much havoc-fun with the 2e2ians. I remembered how we bullied Mr yong into tears. I remembered how we’ve done well in our fried ice-cream stall & how we shared ghost stories at the back of the hall before every assembly. Fun it was I remembered.
& I’ll do nothing to amend the history even if there is such possibility.
Cuz I remember having my happiest days in nowhere else but Haising Catholic.
The rest is a blur.
With love.
posted by Angie | Sunday, January 29, 2006
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