"Eric! You got to wake up! You got a nice treat waiting for you!!!"
I reluctantly got up, got change and caught a bus to Orchard Road. Headed to Elizabeth Hotel behind Paragon where my good friend, Nick was waiting for me to go for a buffet breakfast at his hotel. It's been ages since I last ate a nice Continental buffet breakfast at a hotel and the best part of all - BACON STRIPS!!! (You can't get bacon in Malaysia because of ... You-know-whos) I ate to my heart's content and it was just superb!!! Thanks Nick! *Thumbs up and gleeful smile*
After breakfast, I made my way to Boon Keng MRT, where I changed into my old school pants and a Saints tee and waited for my friends to take the MRT to Potong Pasir. It's been half a year since I left St Andrew's Junior College, but it felt so good 'to be home' and feel part of the Saints family again, it's an indescribable feeling that only a fellow Saint will understand. Soon, I was walking through the familiar corridors again, and met a few friends and lecturers who were shocked and happy at the same time to see me again, we talked a bit and it felt as if it was just yesterday that I left St Andrews. I continue to meet a lot of familiar faces and finally, I made my way to the classroom where my ex-class was having their tutorial. Didn't want to disturb them in the first place, but they spotted me and told Mrs Cheng (my ex-Chemistry lecturer) that 'Eric's outside!!Look, look!!'. So I went in, sat down and joined my ex-classmates for a tutorial session and a Chemistry lecture in the Cultural Centre later on. I blended in with my old cohort of JC peers, took out my non-existent notes and experienced a routine lecture in JC. (I know it sounds funny, but I really do miss those lectures and tutorials that I used to fall asleep in last year. Should have paid more attention and stayed on, but that's too late now..sighs)
After the tiring lecture, I made my way to the Cafe (it's pronounced 'Caf' by Saints) where I enjoyed a lychee milk ice blended drink (it's really milky and heavenly, my usual drink in SA last time) and catch up on old times with my ex-classmates and friends who were also there. It was really nice seeing my fellow Saints again, and I was accompanied by a good friend of mine from student council, XinYing, as I was leaving college and heading towards the MRT to go back to my old hostel. She was telling all the things that happened in council and college while I was gone and it was also lovely talking with her again, just like old times.
Back in the hostel, most of JC2 peers were still in college, but my old roommate and good buddy, Ricky was there to chill with me in the hostel canteen and introduced me to our Malaysian juniors who were also in the canteen. I met Ravjit, Aaron, Carey, Caesar, Nicholas, Adelyn and Shao Wen. (Hope I didn't leave anybody's name out)
We (my newly acquainted juniors and I) continued chilling out in the canteen until night fall (it's amazing how you can just sit there and chat and stare at things until the time passes by so fast) and then, we decided to grab some food. First, we took a peek at the hostel food (if you have stayed in the reputably bad hostel of mine, you would have known that the food sucks so bad that you would rather die of hunger than eat the food, literally) and then we decided to go where all Malaysians love to hang out! (Let me give you a clue, it's starts with 'M', LOL!)
We went to this old Mamak joint near the hostel called Yassin and fluently ordered our roti prata and teh tariks in Malay (because we are proud to call ourselves 'anak Malaysia'! even though you know how bad our G_V_R_M_N_ treats us XD), we had a ball of a time talking and laughing about all things Malaysia and also how college and school life is so different as compared to Malaysia until it was close to curfew time and my juniors and i needed to go back to have some shut eye. It was an eventful day, nonetheless, and this is where i shall end. More to come! Nitez! :)
*Point to note: The Roti Canai as we know it is called Roti Prata in Singapore and it's more buttery than our Malaysian one. The Singaporeans have no clue as to what is roti canai and there is no point in trying to explain it to them, so just give Singaporeans some glory in their 'national food' and call it Roti Prata the next time you're in Singapore!