[C'EST MOI]
living paradox. individualist with anarchistic tendencies.
eludes eminence but appreciates subtle recognition.
capricious yet dependable. clandestine and unfathomable.
cynical realist who succumbs to the occasional idealism.
[J'AIME]
music. films. feasting & drinking. team sports.
good company; family, friends and those who share similar interests.
Sunday, January 02, 2005
The Comfort of Familiarity
The last time we had a class gathering for TJC 16/01 was two years ago, if I remember correctly. Before today, it seemed like forever since I've met up with my classmates (other than the few close friends like Grace and Bernice). Having been caught up with our own lives and activities, we seldom keep in touch via the telly or even internet. You can say that contact is minimal.
However, once we got together today, the two years practically vanished like it never existed. The previous gathering was like just yesterday. We immediately warmed up to each other and began to talk, joke and just have fun like in our college days. This is the beauty of familiarity.
It was a total delight being able to be in the company of a big group of good friends. At times like these, there's no room for loneliness and anguish. Whatever negative feelings I may have had before were left at the doorstep of Mingde's place. Gatherings like these is like taking morphine. It gives you the good vibes and makes you feel high with euphoria.
Determined to try something different this year, we did away with the steamboat and attempted to whip up a meal ourselves. Shopping at the supermarket has never been this good. There were at least seven guys to carry the groceries.
Back at Mingde's house, we all felt so at home (any feeling of uneasiness would only arise because of the teeth-baring Milo, his very territorial dog). We raided the kitchen to prepare the pasta, salad (that's my job! it took me ages just to do the carrots....), satay and nuggets. Dinner was delicious - not bad at all with so many cooks! The saying is not true after all....
Too many cooks won't spoil the broth
After dinner, we sat through 2 hours of comedy relief by watching "My Tutor Friend", a hilarious Korean movie. This is the 3rd time I'm watching it but I was still laughing so hard I almost teared.
By ten, we have had eaten, talked and laughed alot. The only thing left undone is.... to drink. The guys then suggested playing 'Zhong Ji Mi Ma' - the forfeit being to drink a shot of either vodka or whisky (note: it is UNdiluted).
The forfeits came around and I was the last one standing who has luckily escaped the forfeit. Sadly, the lucky streak was not meant to last. Soon enough I had to down a shot of vodka (yucky... i hate vodka... it always gives me the runs) and then it was two or was it three more shots of whisky. By then I was beginning to feel hot and my face was getting redder and redder. Dammit. Even my burp had the taste of alcohol... how gross is that.
Now I'm suffering from bouts of headaches and can't get to sleep because I drank too much Chinese tea. But I'm not complaining. It's not everyday I get to bond with my friends like that and have so much fun together. As the chinese saying goes, there is no party that doesn't end. Before we knew it, it was past one and we had to head home before Luyi passed out on the couch because of all the vodka she drank.
It's been a wonderful evening. We should get together more often (ahem.... classmates, if you're reading this, this is a prompt...). Knowing that soon most of my friends will be leaving to study abroad (either starting or continuing their courses), I can't help but feel sad because when they leave, a part of me goes with them.
I love you guys so much. Thanks for being such a big part of my life... Cheers to our friendship!
[Time of Confession] 3:33 AM 0 Wisecracks for Me
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