Flash forward

Wow, stumbled upon this blog while blog surfing because I have a life on weekdays and don't have anything better to do. I wonder if anyone still reads this, highly doubt it, which means everything I type here will be utterly useless and I have free reigns to write anything I want.

I wonder how's everyone doing. I wonder if everything we have set out to do this time last year came to past. I wonder if we're still on the same path as we were and still going strong. I wonder if the bumps in life that we went through this past year has taught us much. I wonder if things have even changed at all.

A good friend once told me that the only thing constant is change - and that really upset me. I hate change, I hate not knowing and I hate the uncertainty.

My guess is that we've changed, grown and moved on. Most of us would be working now, some still have the luxury of being a uni student. Scott no longer leads this urban life, which does not exist anymore. Phaik Wah who took over has gone back to Malaysia. Sometimes I feel like a lost sheep, which might be partly the reason why I wanted a change (I know I hate it) so badly.

I've came full circle. At this moment, I don't like what I've become. Hopefully the next time I stumble on this blog again, I'll be singing a different tune. Perhaps this is the kick that I needed to turn things around.

No reserve, no retreat, no regrets.

WE FINALLY MEET AGAIN!

mark's asam laksa certainly wasn't that great.. but the people around the table definitely was! :)

sadly andrew and zi and the others weren't there..

jocelyn's criteria for a boyfriend is simple - a boy.
she's so desperate i tell you. so... if you're interested, call her agent. :)

ck: now you can book a seat less in church already..

:(

we'll certainly miss you! :) no seriously, I'M STRAIGHT!

the funniest thing that happened was (scott you need to read this but i doubt you remember the existence of this blog) when phaik wah was eatin from this plate.. when it was in this condition - gross.. she was picking the leftover papadum and sliding it in the gross sauce and putting it in her mouth.. alicia and i were staring at her, stoned..

wx: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!??!

and guys! guys! imagine this...

pw was in total shock, eyes open wider than a soccer ball, with her palm covering her mouth in a bimbotic manner..

pw: OMG OMG!! WHOSE PLATE IS THIS?!?!?!

hahahahahahhahahahahahhahaa.. it was joce's la.. but still... yuck.. :p

SIB TMR!!

so dead wan..

i wonder what's happening in everyone's life.