Reliving the days ...

Operation EndureLINK was successfully accomplished 030795 at 1000 when every man RTU back to their respective spots. Another annual 3 day 2 night getalong session commemorating our historical links to JSIST's DCIS (Dip. in Comp Info Sys).

As per normal, the decor of the chosen Downtown East chalet was drapped with damp towers, the 4 limited pillows transferring ownership once each leaves for the loo or smoke, uncovered mattresses which marked the battlesites of testosterone or lets say "friendly" sparring of physical dominance. Summing the sights of the room I have 1 word -> "carnage", proven in theroy; guys are messy, but as long as the fun comes, why bother!

The attendance was realli not that suprising. Nonchalant with the females that literally cut all ties to their tertiary history, I guess all had fun with one another. For a while, I thought females are so much more emotional creatures. During my younger days in my polytechnic, they always seems to shower concern and tact to one another. Praises, encouragements, jovial greetings with sweet chirpings of the hottest gossip always seems to revolve around them. Compared to the guys, we were rowdy, bear grudges, constants disagreements and upsets, more inclined to gore and trashings.

With the sharp contrast, majority could most definitely peg the future of the both groups.
Girls -> always friends forever, my shoulder will always be there for you.
Guys -> step on my tail then you crash and burnt for eternity, read my lips and show the fists
Currently, from my sight of view ... the girls have always been so politically trained. I dont really hear of much gatherings on their part. Maybe its due to the spoilts I reaped for the 1B01/02, but U still miss her. Isnt it wierd? On the surface where everyone smiles to you, but when the shows over "Till next time...". If the meetup was a fun n enjoyable one, I'll come again, otherwise "sian, must cook up excuses -- "I gotta babysit my baby cousin" "

I am not branding all females or sterotyping anyone in particular. Its just some of the views I have came across from many during meetups where the visual and body languages show, not forgetting the innovative "fly kite" excuses from the regulars. Life is like a show, some get the lead, some play the support, some get the backstage where others get the audience role. Costumes, cosmetics, props and masks are the basic necessities of a great "play". How much will you pay for a great show?

Me? I'll give nothing at all! No masks, no props, no fakes ... 100% heart, soul and passion. Thats what I'll give for your truest friendship.

What will I give for Love? Something ... something which not many can accept, not really worth much to individuals but misery loves company. For love, I'll give my LIFE! Right now, I am "fortunate" with no agreeing females daring to take the offer. Thanks girls!

The food, the drinks, the shares of spoilts and laughter ... every was swell and dandy, thanks for the smiles dudeS !