No more last minute studying ever. AMEN!
So 2 nights ago, a few friends gathered at Phoeb's place - its become somewhat a customary reunion spot - for dinner.
The crazy thing was, I was actually fearing a food fight. All this while, I've been throwing myself - willingly - into the heart of the disaster. This time, I was cringing at the prospect of our barbeque going wrong. AGAIN.
It's not hard to imagine the outbreak, really. After all the barbeques' we've had together, none of us have gotten the hang of dining etiquette. And trust me, the food fight can get REAAAALLYY nasty.
Here's an example :
And another :
It. Is. Madness.. ok? I have a clear recollection of me and Manda hunting Esther down around the bungalow and squirting honey and barbeque sauce at her while she rolled on the grass. Good times, good times.. Esther must be cursing like hell if she stumbles upon this. Haha.
So... having no intentions of participating in another barbaric act, I put on a pristine white top. A clear siren that no one should attack me. Also brought a camera for a shield. I mean, you dont throw chicken blood and butter at a camera, right? Haha.
The 'barbeque' turned out to be a perfectly safe after all. Completely free of mad-eyed teenagers throwing food at each other. We just hung out and caught up with each other, which felt nice after so long of not seeing them.
And bloody hell, most of them have already gotten their arses into the driver's seat of a MOVING vehicle. They all survived it unscathed, by the way. Which is a good sign. It cant be THAT hard..
top : Lillian, Kim, me, Manda, Reen, Lene
bottom: Ferlynne, Chong, Ng, Phoeb (best host ever!)