Sweet sweet sweet memories

When old friends get together, we'll reminise the good ol' days and have a good laugh about it. That was what we did over some horrible meal at Delifrance with Juan. Come to think of it, we've been friends for 12 years!

I recall the days in primary school, when we would be sitting along the corridor, playing five stones. Every single day, without fail. We'd gotten so good at it, we had to come up with ridiculous rules so as to make the game a tad more exciting. Until we got too bored with it, we moved on to Zero Point, got obsessed with it to the extent of playing at void decks after school ended. Not forgetting hopscotch, when even slabs of tiles in the parade ground became our playground during the short 20 minute recess break.

Remember our Moon Awards, where we combined classes to come up with a skit, so as to speak, for some assembly thing. It was hilarious! We even had the "celebrities" come up to give a short thank you speech. Our 鞋烧光 aka 谢韶光 was phenomenal. Unfortunately, I can't recall the rest of the names though.

Not forgetting our Mr Jumat bin Baba! Our beloved form teacher, who was a great teacher other than the times he made us eat chalk, get whacked by blackboard dusters, either on purpose, or if you got hit by accident, too bad too sad. We all remember Nicholas Tan, who always cried when he got scolded, Choon Guan, Juan's partner for a short while, who did not dare to sit down all cos he kept getting pinched by her, the lessons at the tiny "lecture room" behind the stage, when Jie Lun missed the first day of remedial lessons and when he got questioned why he didn't attend, all he said was "I went Fantasy Island with my family what."

That got him the nickname of Fantasy Island, with a few other people like, Victor, who was named Panadol and the list goes on.

Further, who can forget the food?! Rocket ice-cream, potato puffs, fried noodles, etc. The cheapest good food ever!

Head on to secondary school, greatest memories of the Jing Jang Gang, Mano, cheerleading, chilling out, bubble tea, takopachi, chicken mee, Pai Gu Mian, custard chicken, chilli fries, chicken rice, cup noodles and spaghetti!

Who can forget the hard work put in for the cheerleading finals, when we won 3rd?

Who can forget the countless remedial lessons we had to prepare us for the O Levels?

Who can forget the torturous Zhang HaiYan lessons, the horrible microphone and the time Evie poured super glue into the power socket?

Who can forget the performances our respective CCAs presented every single school function?

Who can forget the neverending practice sessions for the Singapore Youth Festivals?

Who can forget the skipping of classes?

Who can forget the breakfasts at Gombak Macdonalds?

Who can forget all these sweet sweet sweet memories?

We'll never find food like that, we can never behave like that, we simply are not 16 anymore.

Nonetheless, we still have fun our way. We still enjoy ourselves. We will still meet up over high tea with our husbands and kids in tow in future. We will still have days when we will let our hair down and just have loads and loads of fun.

Most importantly, we will still always be there for each other.