From 峨眉山 to 武当山 we go.

The meetup with the poly girls yesterday was a flashback to poly days.

Ignoring the initial frustration of us 4 road idiots, trying to find our way to Club Street, it all turned out well. Weaved in and out of Raffles Place, trying to get our bearings right. Well, we used to *ahem* get lost in SP too.

Poly days went past in a flash, can't remember much about it. We were always busy doing projects after projects, presentations after presentations, skipping classes and rushing off to work.

Remember the 峨眉山 that tortured us?

Remember the few lessons we had at 武当山. From 峨眉山 we had to travel so far, up and down the mountain to 武当山?

Remember how we had to climb over the gate to get home, cos we stayed in school to do our project past 11pm.?

Remember how it was always a frantic rush to print out projects at the very last minute and we could never find a computer somehow?

Remember how we were always pissing off lecturers?

Remember how we missed every single E-Commerce lecture, except for the very last one when he said he'd give us exam tips, and the lecture hall was overflowing with people?

The list goes on and on.

3 years in poly, I went in without a friend, and came out with lots. Did tons of projects, some meant to wow, some flopped, quarrels with project mates, dramatic project discussions...

1 year after we graduate, 9 months since we last saw each other, I realise, most of us haven't really changed.

The one with the star dreams, still with the star dreams.
The one with the glitz and blings, still with the glitz and blings.
The one who's quiet and all, still quiet and all.
The one who's always missing, is still missing.
The one who's always grumbling, is still always grumbling.

It's a pity we all were too tired to bring the night further, but the pizzas were good, I think the wine did us all in though. We should thank Alvin for it.

Next up: Dinner cum bitching session with the fussy bitch and Ben.