It was supposed to be a trip to the Ambank Leadership Centre, but Yen and I landed at the KL Tower. *Woo-huu*

Standing proud.

The trip to the tower was very tiring. We walked all the way from Raja Chulan station to Jalan Lim Foo Yong; then to Jalan P. Ramlee; then to Jalan Puncak. We then took a shuttle Mercedes Benz to the base of the KL Tower. Basically, we were there to take pictures of the KL from a distance as well as to have fun while waiting for my high school buddy who happened to be attending an interview at the Ambank Leadership Centre. Upon reaching the base, we went to the main hall, check-out their latest events and off to the park.

KL Tower in the afternoon

When sky is the limit. Ho! Ho! Ho!

Yen and Yeen

This guy here was from England. He played the flying fox. Yen asked me to try too, but… another time-lah, ya?

Yen successfully snap this pic beautifully. And I am so proud of her (= We went home, feeling rather tired, but it is all worth!

I need a job. Do you want to hire me?

Do you have an autograph book?

[autograph book: Book containing autographs of famous or not-so-famous people, typically collected by an individual.]

In my case, I am referring to a book containing autographs of not-so-famous, but has a place in my heart people.

OK. I am showing you my current most matured autograph book (argh! forget about those kiddie books where friends write the same poems in almost every single page!)

It was a thick book. And it went thicker each day. Now, it is still a thick book.

I passed around this autograph book when I was in Form Five. Then, it was circulated to my classmates and some other friends in other classes, in other schools. When I was in Upper Six, I passed this same book to my classmates, and also other friends in other classes, this time, in the same school. It went thicker (look pic below):

It’s thick. No?

Some took care of it. Some treated it like a History text book (aahh.. you should know the reason!). Then, my book became like this (look below):

Koyak-rabak!

Some not-so-famous people, but who has a place in my heart jotted some wonderful memories in the book. For examples:

My Interact Club teacher advisor in Methodist Girls’ School (M.G.S.)

A rival-turned-close friend in M.G.S.

And someone who paints well from my Upper Six school.

I was asking my Mum whether I should ask my University friends to write in the same book (because it has a few remaining pages and I thought it would be great if they could fill up those pages), but she said it would be inappropriate as we are no longer school-going-children and that others would thought I am suffering from ‘Down Syndrome’. Hmmmp!

Thus, I took the decision not to pass this book to my coursemates, but that doesn’t mean I am not taking any initiatives to keep in touch with them. Aiyo.. got Internet mar! *whoot* That’s what I learned from Communication Techology.

*ouch*

So, what about you? Do you have an autograph book?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne ?

CHORUS:

For auld lang syne, my dear,

for auld lang syne,

we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,

for auld lang syne.

And surely ye’ll be your pint-stoup !
And surely I’ll be mine !
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

“Auld Lang Syne” - Ahh! I remember this song well, very well because when I was still schooling, we (my friends and I) were asked politely [read: forced] to sing for teachers who were retiring. On the stage. Sometimes during assembly. In front of everyone. YUCK!

Back then, I do not know the exact meaning of this song. Whenever my friends and I were asked [read: forced] to sing, we just go blindly to the stage, make a fool out of ourselves, and that’s it!

But today, two days before I finally bid farewell to my university friends, I realise that this song bears a very significant meaning. A paragraph from wikipedia.org explains that the song’s (Scots) title maybe translated into English literally as

“old long since”, or more idiomatically, “long long ago” or “days gone by”.

Days gone by? How sad!!

Sometimes I wish time could stop. Well, at least, stop for a minute or two so that I can mingle around with more people, but I know that is quite impossible. Sad. Very sad. But I am really looking forward to attending the class dinner after my last paper on Tuesday. Dinner. Eat-all-you-can-and-get-fat! Hooray!

“Last Christmas, I gave you my heart,
But the very next day, you gave it away…”

Ah…. I wonder why this song keeps playing in my mind the moment I’ve decided to post this entry. Sometimes, I think I wonder too much… probably because I’ve got only 4 days to go before I officially bid farewell to my course mates in University, so.. kind of emotional now. I guess. That’s why I wonder so much. *teeheehee*

OK. Into today’s post: Our one and only Christmas celebration in three years. It’s not that we do not have Christians in the group. We have! In fact, we have JB and SY; and also Denise who joined us in the Xmas Party.

But whether or not they were many Christians in the group, it really doesn’t matter because all we wanted was a party to celebrate our final exam (for Year 3, Semester 2) and so get-to-know-more-about other members (before it’s too late!) and some makan-minum.

As discussed, PP played the host whereas the rest of us had to help out one way or another. I couldn’t remember who prepared what and how, but all I could remember was QY and I were supposed to cook fried rice and fried noodles. Aha! It’s not a joke! We were supposed to cook that two dishes.

All others were very happy when our dishes arrived, but we told them the truth that we went to a nearby restaurant and asked for help. And all my friends were glad that we did not cook it. I wonder why, too!

We had rounds of food, drinks and games. I would also definitely not forget of my luck that fateful night! Something that I would cherish for the rest of my life (my conversation with Mr. Lim SJ) hohohoh (=

Anyway, I am grateful that we had organised such happy party and hopefully we will be able to gather for such an event again, someday.