Of Changes and A Farewell
This will be a tribute to Pak Mun, who is a good friend, who will be leaving for the University of Sheffield today, to pursue his intended course of Engineering. I wish him all the best. Haha. It seems like I am writing an obituary for him. He is so going to kill me for this. But then again, today is September 11. Hmm.... (Touch wood, man!)
Went for a farewell part of sorts for him last night. At a place which offers steamboat for RM 17 per head. All-you-can-eat! And being the sort who lives by the adage 'Live to eat, not eat to live', we practically cleaned up the whole place of food. It was a gang of 19 or so people, most of them being people I have known since high-school. We took up three tables in all! It was a blast!
From making stupid jokes to trying to marinate the chicken for the hot plate with watermelon we took from the fruits section to snatching food from other people's hard-earned cooking to taking photos which ususally turned up to be ONLY a part of the head or a part of the body, we drew the attention of all the patrons and waiters of that restaurant. Really missed that gang. Complete wackiness and idiocrity that only my group can produce. Now you know where all my crap comes from. =)
When it finally dawned on us that our group is getting smaller by the minute. Some have already left for America, India, Indonesia and now the UK. And suprisingly, none of us have changed much, even though we have expected ourselves to do so after two years and so. I myself, thought I did. Maybe we all did, but outwardly, we still displayed the same kind of aura that brought us together. That being said, I realised that no matter how much your friends change, they will still remain the same wacko bunch you have known before. Nothing can change that.
Well, after Pak Mun is gone, I doubt there will be much basketball already as he was always the Ringmaster who brought us all together. It already happened this morning, when Tayallen woke me up groggily from my sleep to wonder what happened. Apparently, they went out to eat Cendol. Sigh. Some things just won't change.
To Soo, all the best in the UK! Hope to see you there next year if I join you. Then you can introduce me to all the girls you have met and let me stay over at your house which I hope you would have rented by then! After all, what are friends for? =)
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2 Comments:
*sigh*
I've missed soo's farewell, wrong time for me, i couldn't make it. oh well, whether my presense is there or not, it doesn't make any difference.
I know I've not been faithfully attending the basketball fellowship for the past few months. the truth? I felt out of place with you guys during basketball. I can't play anymore, i don't know why. Maybe I should pick it up again after STPM. *sigh* I don't feel close anymore with you all lah, somehow i felt that I'm not really "accepted" but then again, it's just me...maybe I'm feeling insecure. haha. typical dewgem ya? haha.
anyway, thanks for 'offering' me the job of marketing director..hehe.
Dear Dewgem
Feeling left out? Nah, i don't think so lah. You were there for Hafiz's farewell, what. Anyway, don't put urself down about not belonging. You will still have me as a friend! Haha... How sappy is that? You go, gal- My (hopefully) Marketing Director.
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