I have been coming in early for the last few days. My mind felt rejuvenated and my body energetic after coming back from Ipoh. Look like the good food of Ipoh and their famous mineral mountain water had done the trick… or is it the company of bosom buddies that reconnected all the loose synapses? I dont know but whatever it is, my hope is it will last…at least until the next reunion.
The reunion started with the arrival of the first out of towner on Thursday, me on Friday and finally wrapped when the Italy was crowned the world champion on Monday morning. We had a lot of fun doing things that we used to do when we were in secondary school like playing badminton, hanging out until the wee hoursof the morning, singing (now it is called karaoke) and yum char. I dont know where i found the energy but i actually stayed up for 24 hours without sleeping on Saturday.
Maybe my RM50 on the football pool on the 3rd placing match between Portugal and Germany helped. As most of the reasonable scores on Germany were taken, my RM50 went to Portugal 1-0. I thought i had a chance when Portugal held Germany 0-0 during the interval. All hell broke loose in the 2nd half and Germany won 3-1. Goncang won the pool and i won a breakfast at Foh San. The little Mr Kiasu in me and i believe some of the guys in the group too, was trying to recover our lost RM50 by gobbling its equivalent worth of dim sum.
Never in my life had i gone for dim sum so early in the morning and had to wait for 45 minutes some more! We were there at 5 am and a sign on the wall said business hour starts at 6 am. When they finally opened at 5.45 am we thought they were being flexible but niamah, we were wrong. We had to spend another 15 min watching Foh San staff taking their breakfast before we were finally served on the dot at 6.00 am. Why so rigid, ah? If not for old time sake, we would had gone to Yoke Fook Mun which opens earlier! Helen, can you tell the lady boss our story? Until today, my mum still ask for Foh San moon cake whenever i go back to Ipoh during the that period of the year. Don’t let poor customer service spoil the brand name that she had built up over the year!
Beside hanging out with the boys which i enjoyed very much, the meeting with the MGS girls was a tad dissappointing, to say the least. The dinner setting was not very conducive for mingling and chatting. We later adjourned to a disco where the music was too loud for any meaningful exchange of conversation. We could have danced but the aunties were too uptight and the uncles that were present were more interested in the booze and the music! The MGS girls left about 11 pm en masse and i actually felt sad that people still behaved like they were in secondary school. Even in secondary school, the girls didn’t leave that early. Only different now, the girls drive and no longer depend on our 50cc Honda cubs to fetch them home.
We decided there and then that maybe it is better to stick to a “batang (stick) only” gathering. It is best that way as it will save us all those awkward moments in front of the girls. For this last gathering, maybe we could reward ourselves with a “I survived ACS reunion 2006” T-shirt since we really pushed ourselves to the physical limit of endurance. I take my hat off to the head organiser Goncang who had gone with only 3 hours of sleep for the three days (Fri to Sun) we were there. The man showed us why he is the taiko (big boss) among us as he exhibited boundless energy partying with us and at the same time had to wake up early to attend to his office matter.