was pleasantly surprised last week with a message from an old classmate from sec sch whom I havent heard from for a while... last saw PL @ NUS, i remembered I was then still in Yr1... she was with CS when he just launched his semibiography (or whatever it's called when it's a story of a life just halfway thru it) and they were in NUS for some event... and I remembered feeling a little sad seeing CS then and recalling the playful guy in class of the few years b4 (actually a *little* is an understatement... i rushed away bcoz tears was threatening n I didn't want CS to be upset or anything... but he gave me a familiar knowing look which made me think so much of happier, more carefree times)... made me reminisce of another and not as well-known Boxing Day tragedy.. the post-Xmas visit to TTSH-ICU which was the first time our class re-met after Os... made me think of a conversation with MLD when she mused how everyone seemed to be so caring thens and bet that afterwards no one kept in touch with CS... except PL of course... she stood by through thick and thin... not really surprising knowing PL's loyalty... but sweet nonetherless that they are still buddies...

anyways, looking through her friendster network, found a whole lot more of the HHSians... so many familiar faces, familiar names... but unsure who'd to 1st reconnect with... finally chose one fella whom I wasn't particularly close with but pretty gd friends anyways whom I thot would be interesting to test whether he'd still remember me and just simple curiosity wondering what he's up to... he remembered... through the infamous all-white uniform... yelch... so many pple remembered me by that responsibility which I so loathed and made me so miserable! but fun anyways to catch up... for ol' times sake...