Monday, July 31, 2006
scfour class reunion, with the usual suspects, and the usual MIAs. ys' dead parrot/egg-laying turtle/entire-family-on-birthday-duty (sighh) excluded him from an enjoyable night of steamboat at marina and a durian-munchingly good time at chai's house.
scfour is running true to type... our class collectively owns not one, not two, but three beng-cars. one: chai's white lancer, with his red hot chili peppers-blasting mega-powerful speakers. two: ky's turbo-ed, sports-rimmed, body-lowered wrx. three: mark's knee-weakening, sleek black halogen-lamped, licenceplate-decal, dj-shadow-blasting mx-5. omgomg.
taking ky's car from marina to waterloo was... an experience. et tu, whiplash? thank god he can handle the car pretty well. and it helped that all of us were partially-noddled on tiger-- yes, all of us, even ky. he finished a bottle-- or else it would have been a much more frightening experience. thanks to the soothing properties of -OH we made it to waterloo without much screaming (surprising, since both dawn and yishan were in the car.) after buying 6 trays of lousylousy durians we were off to chai's house. all i can say is: our class guys love cars. 2 hours of car talk... bleagh.
+ fictions&fires
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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