Feels like the Almighty's ruffling the pages of the story of my life pretty happily these couple of days, thus raking up bittersweet memories, some painful, some silly, yadeedada, all so true.
Haven't spoken to my St. Francis schoolmates for a long while. I've been to school barely two months combined last year and when I did, it was only to take off after the customary attendance so.. most of the People left after my first year, the ones that remained I was too distracted and out of sorts, perhaps to bother very much, and the new friends, yeah those potential wonderful friendships I just didn't had the time nor the energy.
Then I got a call from two of them, one after the other yesterday. Bart, yeah man, fixed Friday nights at Newton where we all go a little crazy after 50 bottles of beer. BoyBoy running around in his boxers with the bin over his head. Hok singing Helena at the top of his lungs. Then the Saturdays in town, then Liquid or Zouk or wherever we got free invites. Hell two years seems like a mullen light years away.
And the other.. Shawn! What a surprise. Someone I hold very dear and close to heart. I once thought he was the one, the one who most likely could be my soulmate, but strike one strike two strike three and we're out. Still. It was a deepset comfort to hear from you, and I hope you'll take care over in Taiwan. Too little too late, huh, one week after you left Singapore I resonated in your mind? Mr Vampire, with the dark wavy locks of hair producing a stark contrast with his pale pale skin, and if I live to a million years I'll never forget those haunted looking eyes..
I was gonna go on about the Huayi coincidence and the Xinmin ones, but I'm tired and lazy now. Good night. I'm hungry.
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