Farewell Season

So Long, and thanks for all the fun!

Good question Jenhan. Why am I so emo lately? Well i think that would take another separate blog post to answer. Suffice to say the last 3 to 4 months had been one helluva rollercoaster ride that challenged every assumption I had made about life. And when i thought i had found a new equilibrium, things took another turn again so that I have not quite figured what i should make of life now.

It did not help that my many pillars of support were slowly being removed from me - from my sis to my 'bro' and then to my other 'bro'. And now it seems as though my life is moving towards a new equilibrium - one that is perhaps filled with less fun and laughter as I watch the class guys leave to pursue a brighter future.

I dont think I have mentioned it before, but i really owe much to the class guys for cheering me up when I was down, and for really treating me as a member of th class. I never had to disguise my emotions around you guys because frankly, your crazy antics simply crack me up, regardless of my crippled leg, stress or emotional wounds.

But beneath the endless jokes and same old stories - yes fajoo's donut and ghin's paimia - i can sense the maturity and sensitivity in knowing when not to probe too far or push too hard.

And yes, anyone with half a brain would have foreseen this coming. Two years after we first met, everyone was clamouring for a place in an esteemed overseas college. And as the days in NS wore on, more and more guys secured scholarships and placements in new universities. By last year, it was pretty certain that half of you would have been gone.

But still, that does not change the fact that after Sept this year, i cannot sms Zhu or Gerbs to whine about losing yet another internship and trust in them to cheer me up. Nor can I experience the same kind of effeverscence when all of you get together to decipher which among you belong to the club of awesomeness or whose presence will drag down the average look of guys in London.

And although the class was slowly drifting apart - and i am partly guilty for always being mia because of a punishing wokr schedule - it still does nothing to lessen the impact. Especially when i reflect on all the hilarious moments we've shared.

As Alan Alda said, "The best things said come last. People will talk for hours saying nothing much and then linger at the door with words that come with a rush from the heart."

So from the bottom of my heart, thank you all for all the fun, laughter, memories and joy. I wish you all the best with your studies and future, which, without a doubt, will be bright and successful.

And you know what? I am seriously considering getting Fb jsut to stay in touch. But just give me some time to gather enough courage to actually start an account. That, plus a non-descript name which doesnt scream taitai/me.

Good luck people. And I'll see you in 2010 Sept Europe.

PS: To the US dudes, sorry i had to pangseh this year. But you know what? I might be in 2011 for my grad trip or in dec 2011 for my first official trip as a proud new member of the singapore workforce. =]