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Thursday, August 31, 2006
2:52 pm

3bees dinner.


Look, thanks to Joanne, we finally have pictures of our (semi)class gathering over dinner on Friday. We had a 50% turnout, which was decent, I suppose. Too bad Mr. Khoo couldn't make it - it'd have been nice to see him again after such a long time, especially since he's already left RJC so we can't just go back to school to visit him any longer. :(

Here goes, (half of) RJC 2A03B 2004:


To be honest, we didn't do very much - just the usual dinner at Crystal Jade, followed by drinks at Coffee Bean. It's not like there was anything particularly exciting to do anyway, and I was dead tired after a loooooooong day spent at school (MPW, followed by Vivace!) so I was basically running around feeling like I suddenly had a lot of common with a zombie.

Still, it was great to meet up with the bunch again. I haven't seen Lingi, Abby and Jo for the longest time! The only people from the class that I kept constant contact with were Kemmy, Ziyi, and to a lesser (and more half-hearted) extent, Rachel and Evita as well. Sad, really - you spend two years of your life together, hours and hours trapped in that little TS we called our homeroom, only to find yourselves drifting apart once it's all over.

Ah well, whatever it is, I'm glad I was part of this class, this delightful bunch of girls (and the two guys) who filled my JC life with lots of laughter and cheer.




There are times when I find myself missing JC life more strongly than I ever thought I would. I really do. Things were so much simpler then.