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Saturday's Post Mortem
Monday, October 20, 2008, 4:06 PM
From Morning to Night to Morning

Saturday was spent watching Climbaprix and hanging out with my batch of climbers. I stepped out of the house at 730am and reached home at 500am, i was out for almost 24 hours!

Watching from the sidelines makes me miss competing so much. No, i don't like all the butterflies and intense competition; yet i love competing side by side with my team mates. So nostalgic. Baaaaah. I miss jumping and fooling around in isolation with the girls; i miss feeling nervous and jittery just like my team mates; i miss grinning at them secretly to say good luck; i miss sitting next to them on the chair while waiting for my turn; i miss dropping them hints of encouragements during our climbs; i really miss each and everyone of them: San. Nit. Meifen. Cher. Claud. Shumei. You all are the love of my NUS climbing life! Haha. Corny.

After Climbaprix, i rushed off with san, cher, claud and marian to meet the rest of the batchygang for dinner at Amoy Street. Failing to find the place that we first decided on, we settled for Zi Char at some random outlet. The food wasn't that bad at all. Each of us forked out 13 bucks for a dinner littered with food such as Prawn paste chicken, Sliced fish soup (Uurgh, it was really fishy! I offered my portion to Caleb), Sambal Kangkong, Fried Kailan, Sweet & Sour Pork, Mixed Toufu and.... ya i forgot the rest. (Yay. Bad memory. But how come i can remember all the unhappy stuff. Piff)

Some left after dinner so the remaining ones decided to find some cool place to chill.... and so, we landed our ourselves on top of MT FABER. The place used to be called Altivo but not anymore. Can't remember the exact name.. so let's not name this place. Ahh... along with wine and cocktails came all the hot gossips and corny stuff. So we have Kums telling his story of 34545, 654, 567, 7, 7, 7, 7 and 7777777777; Liying's funny antic of pouring martini all over herself because she mis-estimted the size of her mouth and the list goes on..

It was almost 4 when we left Mt Faber. Liying and NF went home while the rest moved on to the next destination for supperrrr. Caleb recommeneded this coffee shop with good thai food along Bencoolen street. We call this the COC = Check Out Coffeeshop. Interesting coffeeshop really. You could check anyone out openly and you get checked out all the time too. Lots of se pek pek loitering around to catch a glimpse of spilling boobies. That aside, the food was pretty good.

On our way back, Cw and i chatted about how our team has remained close throughout the years. I am so glad. We have all moved on... yet in unison. It's such an amazing thing to have everyone sitting together, chatting and laughing like it was before. The dynamics doesn't seemed to have changed. I hope it remains.

Hmmmm, i think i scared sandra, cherlyn and claud.
sorry.

Ps: Photos are on facebook http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=58004&id=587940517&ref=mf