One of the reasons to get back home is to see my old mates from yesteryears and boy, it was worth it. On the first day of the Chinese New Year, about half of my class gathered for the first time since I left for Down Under. Honestly, I didnt have the opportunity to see many of these chaps for a decade. 10 years! How time flies. Can’t blame the years that many of my friends changed, personality wise and *ahem* physically. Of course, the latter shouldn’t be indulged too much.

It was a short meet-up that night, catching up each other’s past and present as I’m heading off to Thailand that very night for a week. Their leave for the New Year weren’t promising enough with some of them could only afford a couple of days off, ergo I’ll miss them when I return from Thailand. With every minute counts, their joy and laughter filling in one of my mate’s house were truly cherished.

Okay. Enough sentimental moments.

The best part of all is to patch up the missing gaps of my lives with my old gang (the two homeys above). Nothing changed much since we left school: they looked the same, their conversations filled with profanity, sarcasm & toilet jokes and every issue was solved with the break of an arm (or more). Gawd, I missed those violent days. Uncivilised? I call that daily routine of the Bullied, the Bully and the Legend of F#@&.

Let’s hope we can do this again next year.

P.S. Guys. If you want the pics, shoot me an email and I’ll send ya a better copy. You know how to get hold of me.

P.S #2: The term “The Legend of F#@&” was coined by the guy who beared that name himself. I ain’t that nice to invent a lame name for him!