the girls have cooked up a convoluted conspiracy to rob gurmit of a week of her youth. the little bday gathering was very very pleasant and agreeable.
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met a friend from
damienbobo's class, who happened to be my alevels classmate for a semester in the early months of year 2000 and lived just a few streets away from gurmit back in kl. at that time, he had a scholarship and got transfered to a different college in the middle of nowhere, where he ended up as alevels coursemates of ZH and SY, two of my secondary school classmates, as well as the sister of a current classmate of mine. he noted that it has been two years since he last heard from ZH and how both ZH and SY never talked much at all. and i was thus reminded of how we used to tease about ZH and SY, how SY has opened up over the years, and how ZH who was, in my parents' words, an absent-minded professor, and his awe-inspiring incapability of appreciating even the most blatant of jokes in his early days when he came to our school in the second form. and the thought of ZH brought up in my mind's ears a friend's (who happened to be ZH's primary school classmate) speculation of ZH's gayness and bottomness outloud over kopi in a mamak behind renaissance hotel in malacca.
then i realised i was sitting there in the tram, trapped in the act of recollection, midway through a conversation with that junior of mine.