This is the first photo of me and/or my friends on this blog. I thought about it for a while and decided that I really wanted to put this up because it brings me back to one of the happiest periods in my life.
I had dinner with a bunch of old secondary school friends sometime last month at Ikoi, a Japanese restaurant at Furama Hotel. The dinner was a farewell get-together for an old friend who was leaving for Vancouver.
We were not all from the same cohort: most of them were a year ahead of me, one was a year behind me and another was in the same cohort as me. But we were all in the school band.
Instruments we played: starting from me in an anti-clockwise manner, you have the trumpet, two clarinets, the drums, the saxaphone, the drums (again).
I haven’t seen some of them in the last 20 years. It is a little strange (and good in a way, I guess) that most of us do not seem to look very different since we were 16. See the short-haired girl in a white shirt next to me? She has had that same hairstyle since I knew her when we were 13 years old.
We had a great time catching up, gorging on sashimi, cam-whoring and making a din the entire evening. Exactly like how we were when we used to hang out at the KFC in Hougang after band practice every Saturday.