De one with NUS

Tuesday with the Open book, Three Rings and Raise-paw Lion

It seemed like yesterday since I've clashed lectures at local universities. Haha. The last time was at NTU, with my ex or Clara, I hardly remember. But it's fun nevertheless. Doubled the fun with thrills of infiltrating into the crowds. Imagine doing that say 3 years later. I wonder if my looks are passable for me to do so.

Appointed with Eric and Gabriel (army campmates) to have lunch. Turns out I was delayed at the lawyer's office administrating the completion of Jimson's case. Although my helpful Crayon was informative in the directional texts, when I was on ground, I kinda lost my way and called Gabriel for help.

It was nice to see my fellow specs again. The first greeting I got from Gabriel was "It's good you've got my as a live-GPS".. which I felt was warm. If that's not warm enough, Eric "chop" this seats at the Art's faculty canteen which was under the sun la.. eventually, both my "hosts" decided to fetch me to the upper level where it was air-conditioned with "Lerk Thai" and "Burger King". According to them, these are more expensive. We had Thai cuisine though which was average. Only alittle over-priced. Must be the charges for the cool environment.

We chatted merrily about army times, updates of each other, what are their future career paths. Apparently, I realised none of us changed much. Perhaps our hair grew longer. But personality wise, we remained the same. So were our memories. It didn't take long before Crayon arrived that I decided to toned down the conversation. Kinda felt bad he came and wasn't into the conversation. And I pre-empt he might feel intimidated because my company were seniors.. seniors who succeeded in their studies. We parted hastily as we were running late. Aww... so wonderful seeing them.

BUT! This is when the next segment of the day begins. The lecture hall. The appearance of the LT bears resemblance of those in NTU. You have an elevated corridor and declined platform which leads to the doorways to LT. They have this "Lecture in progress" signal on the top of right entrances. Reminds me of those operation rooms exteriors.. spare the difference in color.

It pretty filled. The lecture. Oh, the lecture or should I comment on the lecturers. There were accounting and law. Both were very interesting people, employing different lecturing techniques to delivery their teaching objectives. The accounting had song effects and bitchy conversations. Law lecturer was hilariously long-winded like a primary school teacher and shown us videos with her in it. Not bad, there were cat-calls when she made her appearance. Ha.

Here's the juicy part. Crayon told of even amazing facts concerning these lectures. The accounting guy, Winston is in his 40s and man.. you should have looked at his personal grooming. The hair's so slick.. he's like a grown-up toy-lookalike Astroboy la.. The law lecturer, Catherine holds double qualifications in medicine and law. Omg. *gurp* 

After 4 hours of mental-exhausting lectures, we made our long journey to Yusof Ishak House for dinner, study and snack. The wanton noodles... not so bad la.. wonder what would be Huimin's comments, considering she always eats these in school.

Well, I was led on an expedition to one of the top.. erm.. *clears throat* scandalous place in the campus. Oh well.. nothing much la. It's pretty adventurous but the dark alleys gave me the creeps. It suppressed my interest to explore. Haha.

Ya, a wonderful break from my routined and hectic work-life. As much as I had enjoyed and let down my hair, I kinda regretted not heeding my Mummy's advice on securing a place in the local unis. Kinda miss the taste of hall-days. But pragmatism casts away these clouding yearnings of the past. Moving forward... treasure the remaining days of my student status. Haha.