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The NTU Days...
Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Met up wif buddy Ryan, Eugene and Debbie last nite for a coffee-club-coffee-session at Holland Village before heading down to Boon Lay for their infamous Nasi Lemak, as recommended by Ryan and suggested by Debbie.

Yaya. During my 4 years of studying there, I never ate at this Nasi Lemak stall before can... Hrmpf.

Anyway, it brought me back to those NTU days man. Sighhh. The stretch of road from NTU to Jurong Point Shopping Centre. Reminisced abt the days in Hall 13, how buddy and I got to know each other, the days when I taught him Chemistry (Yea, it gotta be Chemistry rite, haa. You passed that module all thanks to me! Hee.), the days when I had to seek shelter in his room (haa!), the push-cart stalls at the carpark during V-Day... The list goes on and on.

The most memorable one, I reckon, should be our Orientation Camp la, when we were the Orientation Leaders, together wif Benny and Ivy. That scary ghost walk at Old Commando's Camp that made me cry all the way during the walk, that left me breaking camp at 2 plus am cos of my mental breakdown (!!!)... The way I suggested that the guys sleep in the living room, and the girls sleep in the bedroom, the way you guys still sneaked back into the air-conditioned bedrooms, and the way my hair fell down across the bed like the jap ghost Sadako. Hahaha. Just those big and little little memories lorrr..

I will never forget these days... The NTU days... And the NTU friends that I have made.. =)

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