Flying to Singapore. So so SO excited to see the Lion City, which had been my home for four years. It has been 9 years since I've last been back in Singapore- it was the time I had to collect my O-level results.
Anyway, it was much more exciting this time. The EIGH gang and I were heading to Japan for our 10 year reunion. Ten years since we've graduated from high school. Ten years since we stopped doing everything together and started doing our own thing.
We were called the EIGH gang (by no one else but us) because Jin Lee had once worn a shirt that had a goblin/elf/something looking completely drunk that said EIGH. Thus the EIGH gang was born. Not that we weren't friends before the shirt.
We all had arrived in Singapore on the same ASEAN scholarship. The ASEAN scholarship was a full scholarhip given by the Singapore government to the brightest students from Malaysia, the Phillippines and Indonesia.
We were put in the same hostel. Yvonne and Kok Siew were put in the same toom. Jin Lee and I in rooms opposite from one another. Same school, CHIJ (Toa Payoh), the same class, 1/1. Ever since then, we did everything together. We all woke up at 6am, all had breakfast at the canteen at 6.15am. Ran for the bus, either the 151 or the 154 which would take us straight to school. Sometimes we would take the 156 and change buses at CJC. Went to the same higher malay class which was outside school hours at Bradley, only to have it moved to Bishan. We ran home after higher malay to make it for prep that night.
We attended the same ASEAN functions and had dinner together every night.
I miss those old days. But who knew 10 years later, the four of us would take a trip to the Land of the Rising Sun to renew our friendship and catch up with each others' lives. Can't. Wait.
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