27th apr 2006 - the tong is in town
The Tong is in Town
25 April 2006
My buddy from way back is back in town. Holy smokes! It’s really good to see him. We were classmates in acj and we went through a lot together. From his suffering from depression to sharing of our teenage angsts to clowning around town in someone’s daddy’s car. It was utterly amazing! Thinking about it brings this massive grin to my face. I was talking to M last night about his policy and how he kept postponing me. I told him it had to stop…stop postponing and meet me and let’s do up his plan and get it done. When we met up, he seemed nonchalant. But then that’s M for you. 14 years and some things just don’t change. Good news is that he’s decided to take out another plan. Whee! Now the question is when he’s going to sign. Anyhoo… he goes,”… in fact L’s in town… just got in last night,” when I mention that I caught up with Nag to get him some GI for his company, and that he’s in London. So I just met up with Leon and Gan. Wow!! What a feeling!
The silly things we used to do.
I remember once that some of them went out in the car, and I think Nag, M, YL and Markus was in the car with L. They had the windows down in M’s dad’s civic and they were yelling at SPG’s. They saw this SPG in a convertible with her guy and just started yelling “SPG! SPG!” Then they decided to drive around town doing just that….waylaying SPG’s and their lovers — “SPG! SPG!” So my friends kept doing that until someone piped up, “Ey. L. Isn’t your mudder a SPG, technically?”
L goes, “Ey! you’re right man. I think we better stop this shit.”
*guffaw* *guffaw* and on with the show….
Another time we were heading to one of them Jam and Hops at NUS. We went in 2 cars. I was in YL’s merc with M, and the indian, eurasian, and sri lankan and singh were in the other car. All along the way to NUS we were gesturing and cursing and swearing at each other through wound down windows at traffic lights. We were really laying it on thick and people actually thought that the racist comments we made at each other were for real. We finally came to this light just before NUS and the other chaps jump out of the car, open the boot and whip out the hockey sticks and cricket bats that were there and start to head towards us. The horror on the look of the other motorists were simply classic! Anyways they didn’t get 2 metres from their car; as they headed our way the light changed, we went “bye suckers!” and moved off. M in the other car started to move off too and these guys literally threw their shit through the open windows and jumped in head first through the open windows! We were nuts!
As we chatted, L made a comment about how he missed me and that it was good to see me. I said the same damn thing. It was really good to see L. It’s been too many years. He said it was funny how we were always the underdogs in school but now we’re doing things that weren’t really run-off-the-mill. I commented that even when I returned to the old JC our old teacher said something along the lines of, “Y’know it’s quite funny how things turn out. It’s always YOU rebels that have more fun and be more successful, the academics just lead boring lives.” L and I went, “sigh. the poor sods,” and guffawed away.
Heard some news about some sod that we know that used to hang out with us. The self same sod that made me pay midnight charge to Zouk, wait for him for 2 hours and not turn up. The same sod that stood me up, cheated me of my money, and basically used me as a brainless, overly loyal friend also said, “you know guys, I don’t think we should hang out with L anymore… he’s crazy.” WTF! L could help being manic depressed. HK was a complete fucker. Time after time he’d come back and tell us how much he’s changed and expound how he’s so much a better person and how we shd approach life like him. And time after time, we’d let him lie and cheat us. Sheesh. Anyways L was saying how he met HK and his wife some 2 years back when they were on their honeymoon. HK was telling L that he’s seen the light, that marriage was the thing to do, that L should get settled down and blah blah blah. Apparently L met HK recently and he’s divorced. Hell. It surprised me even but I’m not really sympathetic. The arse.
It’s amazing how L lived here for just 5 years. Picked up Singlish. Goes back to Britain for his uni, work there and set up his own firm there, get it to run on it’s own, and come back here after 10 years plus and STILL switch the Singlish back on! I’m really amused. We’re going to meet up this weekend again and I’m bloody excited!
