월요일, 9월 06, 2004
kz, ac and me.

there was nothing better than waking up early and thinking "damn i'm gonna be late!", and then murphy's law takes control and everything seems to whirl in a fashion that can only be described as downward.

anyhow, things took a significant lift once i got to the oh-so-familiar b.v. station and met up with kayzee to pay the place that educated us for two years a visit. only when we asked a random tennis player why the heck is school so empty did we realise that, in our haste to come hang out at school, the school holidays were currently in full force, ergo, no lessons, hence, no students, thence, no teachers, therefore, the canteen was closed. oh well, spot of bother there, but nothing (much) could rain on our parade. yet, rain it did. the rain came swiftly and in torrents, so we sought shelter at the bus stop. unfortch, someone there thought that we were stalking him. uh, like, whatever.

so that made for a hasty change of plans which led us to orchard instead, and then on to bugis. laughter was the order of the day, as always is with the kayzee, and even though the walking was tough, and the wallet-search on my part was mucho unsuccesful *sniff*, it was a brilliant day for catching up, reminiscence, and overall hang time with a treasured friend.

our expedition landed us up in bugis, living the pon-school dream at our old hangout place, and joy of all joys, the very funny people who hang around there. also, the very strange looks that were cast our way served to throw me off-kilter and give me a feeling just falling short of some kind of paranoia. sometimes i have to tell myself it's all in my head. failing that, operation banana is the ticket.

well it was only a day, but it reminded me of the many days that kayzee and i shared in the past. the fact that he was always supportive, caring and an overall wonderful friend have been a part of my memory since jc days and i doubt they will ever leave. i wouldn't say that jc was the best time of my life, but some of the people i met during those years have left an indelible mark on my consciousness. some good, some bad, but i'm glad that these people continue to bless my existence simply by just being around.



for kz's perspective, go to http://www.somnambulisticexistence.blogspot.com/