Saturday, March 19, 2005

Some people went to bed while the rest sat round the dining table playing mahjong. The game went on for a very long time until we decided to stop and just chat. We then got into playing "Dare or Dare", where the persons who chose the biggest and smallest value cards from a pile of poker cards would do the dare. Veron came up with lots of crazy ideas for the victims, which involved hip-hop dancing to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, pretending that you're flying on a bird, playing with mahjong tiles like a baby and even caressing and kissing the wall.

I practically slacked through the whole early morning with no sleep. Some people got up, some more went to sleep, almost the same bunch of people played mahjong still and some of the guys played soccer on PS2. I stayed awake all the way. When the sky began to lighten up at about 7am, I still wasn't feeling that tired. Guess it's just me.

When the sky finally turned light blue, I switched on the TV while we wondered about what to do for the rest of the day. Wee Cheng (whose parents, I assume, booked the chalet) told us his family would be coming in in the late afternoon, so we have the chalet until they come (that is, if no one wants to stay through another night). Kegan, Quan Ming and I had wanted to go to WWW (and a few others brought their swimming costumes too), but since most weren't interested anymore, we scrapped the idea. So basically the whole day was spent playing mahjong and watching TV. Our breakfast was apple strudel which Ms Ang bought, and our lunch was spent at Burger King. I had a short break when I lied down (finally) on the bed for about an hour.

Wee Cheng's family arrived at about 4pm, and shortly after they arrived, the rest of us packed our bags and left, bidding Wee Cheng goodbye. I believe some of us were feeling quite sad when we were about to leave, especially since it will probably be a long time when we next meet. Hopefully (like Wee Cheng suggested) we have an outing, gathering or even chalet once every year to maintain our bonds and friendships. To all 4o1ers, you'll never walk alone.

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