Good times

I almost felt like taking leave for the next day on the night of ghost walk. It just felt right, never mind that I was wearing a white dress and wedge heels. But I couldn't because Thursday was right after the event and there was bound to be things to do, clippings to clip and so on and so forth.

Then on Friday night, YL, GP, PH, WY and JL talked for hours on end (From 11pm - 2am. I didn't know guys could talk so much!). A fitting ending for them. Congrats on a completing the job and making memories for the freshmen! Long after all was packed, long after everyone had left...we settled under the dim lights of a closed bar and talked and drank. Even after the Heineken was done and I could tell that the CPs were nodding off, nobody wanted to stop bitching. Like JW (who was sitting behind us waiting for us to finish so that he can drive me back from Sentosa) said, "Your all just wanna talk and talk and talk about the past to make yourselves feel good about yourself". Haha. Perhaps that's true. Perhaps, some semblance of me wanted to live in the past. I'm sure it's a common sentiment. Good luck next year!