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Forward Fifteen Years

In college, I have to say that I didn't quite hang out with the bunch of people from my floor. I studied Law...I mean, no offense or anything, the last thing I want to do is to discuss if the guy who suffered major trauma to his groin area because of chemicals in his underwear managed to sue the company that produced it, or not? I preferred, obviously, to do what the people down there, on the American program floor, were doing. Basically loitering around, doing nothing much more than dance, sing, dance, sing, dance, sing, mingle around and cause a little bit of trouble here and there. Nothing law breaking. But right after college, life got a little chaotic. I had kids, life got even more chaotic. So, I never really got around to finding them again or, God forbid, thought that I would ever get the chance to meet with them again. But whaddya know, thanks to Facebook, we found each other again! But then again, it was a long distance relationship with some of them because some of them studied and worked there and would never dream of coming back to Boleh-land. It was fun, nevertheless. I found some other college friends who were still here and we managed to go out for cuppas. Sure, we all lived different lives now but hey, it's still fun doing...things. Together and still share the love. But get this! Imagine the happy-happy-joy-joy when I found out one of them was coming back. We met up and to cut a long (embarrassing) story short, I wasn't in the right frame of mind to do much catching up. Then another friend of mine announced that he will be packing home for good too. So, he came back and it was cat-up time!! All night long, I mean it, someone was talking and telling stories! We couldn't stop filling each other in...till 4 in the morning to be precise. It just went on and on and on...reminding each other about the stupidities that I wouldn't dream of publishing anywhere...not even in my own diary for fear of embarrassing myself to the pages. It was really good to have these friends back because after college, life was just a bit of a blur, chasing money, changing diapers and all that. I did not have a good support system together when things went wrong. But here I am and I have my college-based support system back. Man, am I friggin' lucky or what, huh?! :-)
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