We were playing at Mind's Cafe today, and as usual, when this bunch of us got together,

classic.

We were playing Taboo,

"The guy who dumped Jas"

"Bastard" came the unanimous reply.
We didn't miss a beat.

"No, not that word! Another one!!"

"Jerk" came the second unanimous reply.

Haiya!Taboo!!Chicken feet lah!!!!
*Smirks

"Ms Choong likes to go for this!!Four letter one!"

Without thinking, "F**K!"

And it was a loud one.
It was about 3.30pm and there were only two groups of people at the cafe....

By the way, the answer was "hike". Thank goodness someone has the brillience of mind to anticipate this and not ask the teachers along : p

I cannot imagine how many times we've to "down" if she were around.
Probably more than the time when I was doing the budget proposal.

That was 250 freaking push-ups mind u.

Oh!Oh!

Honeybunny drives!

I repeat

Honeybunny drives!

Not very well, but he drives nonetheless. He drove us from PS to Ang Mo Kio.

And it took about an hour.

I was sitting in the front seat and it just occurred to me.
This is the first 19-yr-old that I know who has his own car.

Not his Dad's.
Not his Mum's.
But his own car.

How soon will there be more people my age owning such luxury?
How soon will we really start entering society and really assuming the status "adult"?
How soon when we eventually grow up to become the slaves of "materialism"?

I guess it scares me, how quickly we are all growing up.
That same thought that struck me last Sunday when the band people met up.

I guess there's just something about meeting up with friends whom U've not seen for a long time that triggers that terrifying reality.

Anyway, while we were riding in Honeybunny's car, I asked him where he got his car loan from.

"If it's HSBC, maybe I'll even get to process ur loan!!!!" I was really excited.

I mean, how often do u get to process ur friend's car loan?!!!!!

okok, when I put it down into words, it doesn't sound like a big deal, but, but!I was really excited!

"No, lah, not HSBC"

Guess which bank was his car loan with?
Right, that god-forsaken one.

"What!That god-forsaken one!No way!!!Why!!!!!"

There is a perfectly good reason why I wouldn't want any of my friends to have a loan with that certain bank. That certain bank with the certain yellow tiger head as a logo, and located at a certain dilapidated Textile Centre along Jalan Sultan.

We toss our cheques into this forgotten corner, which we so lovingly termed "the black hole"
And, no one ever comes looking for them.

Ever so frequently, like at least once a day, we will see our officers running around the about-to-collapse office looking for missing Tan Chong cases.

The ultimate has to be the cleaning lady.
The bane of everyone's existence.
And the leading lady in everyone's nightmare.

Go pantry boil water (becos there wasn't a single drop of it left for drinking anymore, and we are all dying of thirst) kena scold.

Arrive early for work, cleaning up own work desk, kena scold

Even pick up litter on the floor for her, also kena scold

I swear, she must be crazy.

Where was I?Oh right, the inefficiencies.

Only after what, 6 months? Then a discreet check was carried out.
How long more do we have to wait to know the status of the loan?

Hello? Can they get any less efficient?

"No, Honeybunny, u cannot, u cannot have a loan with them!"

"I've got no choice. It comes with the car."

Honeybunny, why can't u get a toyota or lexus?
Haiz~