As my plantar corn/wart/don't-know-what-crap-it-is continue to be extremely painful while I continue to try to focus on Pathology and think of ways to recall the million of things associated with it. As I woke up this morning with a spoilt phone which got hanged and subsequently could never switch it on anymore, I thought about the famalee. The famalee brought back many sweet memories I had with OT 2. Perhaps, I am still suffering from post OT 2 blues or perhaps more than that but I guess I shall dedicate this post to the famalee.
We all started out as Easties. I mean we are still Easties. Amanda S just reminded me of our very first dinner at Popeye's Chicken. I can't remember much of it except for the tonnes of chili we had to use. Subsequently, we went there again the next day for dinner. Then we had prata at SB, taiwanese noodles at cathay, bedok tang yuan (occasionally), Changi Village Dim Sum. We talked and laughed about everything and anything. We never wanted it to end, at least I never wanted it to. Who will ever forget the cockroach that joined us one fine night. :-)
Then there was the Legend. I guess I shan't elaborate much here. It always take me a lot of courage and good cushioning around my seat for me to watch horror movies, or semi-horror movies. I have a weak heart you see.
Now that we are back to our normal hectic shedule, when will we meet again?
Famalee from L to R: Moira C, Amanda S, Chris H and me.
To tell you the truth, I still miss the famalee. I hope we remain close friends like it was.
