As Time Goes By

Life and Death do bring people together. And tonight, we were all there, to comfort a friend's passing of his beloved dad.

Eugene: My neighbour, the bullied in school who is most likely to stand up for us now, and one of the crappy ones.
Chris: Another neighbour prone to waking me up midnight for supper and one of the cute ones.
PY: The nice guy turned bo chup, but we all still know he's nice underneath it all.
Sherman: We buy 4-D when he makes his appearance, the crappiest and most flirtatious when we were younger, but who's most likely to settle down first among us.
Merlissa: The big sis to us all and the prettiest.
Sylvester: His crap is only second to Gene's.
Paul: The photog and gd looker.
Brack: He's just always around.
Mon: Our youngest addition and a gd fren of PY's.

Wherever we were in life, from all corners of SG, we all came together in one night to be with dear Guz, the sweetest of them all.

There's too much history to pen down - more than a decade - but we were all there.

We were grown-ups during the day, in our respective jobs, but for that night, we reverted to just the youthful us. I wish I could've taken a picture of us all. I saw that night, people I knew a decade ago. People who until now, would give their last dollar even if it meant them going without - even if you hadn't spoken to them in 5 years. 3 years ago, sitting ard at an East Coast chalet, we said we'd all grow old together and have barbeques together till some of us have our kids running ard.

As we made plans to meet up at the next birthday, that promise seems very much a possibility, years and years down the road.