Last Tuesday, I had a fabulous time at dinner with my old classmates from high school. The reason for celebration? Well, we took that time to celebrate the presence of our Class Captain, FL who came back from New Zealand for a short visit. It is such a rare opportunity as she’s gone to NZ for a couple of years now and I have not met her since then.
This time round, there were four of us present, namely, Ivy (”The Star Student”), Salina (”The Head Prefect”), FL (”The Class Captain”) and Lisa (”The Wacky blusher”). Too bad two of our old friends (my two fellow bloggers), Anttyk and SexyLadyMonica were not available that night as they had stuffs to do.
However, SexyLadyMonica beat me in posting up the pictures we took that night. You can see the complete picture of the four of us in her blog.
We didn’t take much pictures that night cos we spent most of our time yakking away and laughing non-stop with the constant jests and humour. There were no moments of silence due to awkwardness. No moments when we need to rack our brains to find a common topic. In fact, there were so many things to talk about that we found that the conversations were endless.
One thing which amused me though. We actually met another girl from our school. She was not in our class but she had left quite an impression on me during high school so I could remember her name. Unfortunately, she could not join us as she was serving us. Oh, I would say she has excellent skills and manner. I was a little uncomfortable though, to have an ex-schoolmate to serve me while I had my dinner. But, what amused me was that, in the midst of our girly talks and incessant laughter, this ex-schoolmate of ours seemed to break our conversations in between by taking our plates away or serving extra water or dessert. Salina was in mid-sentence and we were all listening earnestly when the moment was cut off suddenly when our ex-schoolmate came in between the sentences. We were like “and…and…” then, suddenly we had to pause our conversation to reply questions like what desserts we would like and stuffs.
It’s quite funny, you know. And we kept saying, “so, what were we talking about?” and everyone would be saying, “Where did we stop ah? So many pauses till we can’t remember what we were talking about.”
So, here are some pictures we took that night at the Apartment, the Curve.
The cheerful FL & The Wacky Blusher
L-R : Ivy, FL & Salina
My day started off late and I’m feeling a little grumpy.
