Part 2
As fate has it, these fabulous 4 (hereforth known as Fab 4), young, handsome and innocent, moved together into a tiny crampy HDB flat in the middle of Merlion's heartland. They rented the 2 bed room flat (in the land of the Merlion, it is called the 3 room flats in order to satisfy everyone's desire/imagination to own bigger places) from a dirty old man (ok, not dirty, just old) for a hefty sum of $1000. Due to their inexperience and innocence, they were conned into living in the pig's den, therefore commence the humble beginning of the MLS Fab 4.
Since there were only 2 bed rooms, there was a difficult decision of who is gonna sleep with who (no, not like that you twat). Anyway, all 4 were satisfied with their roomate and were extremely happy about the brotherhood they formed.
Since they were in their NUS (Nerd University of S) final year, engineering school, the 4 supercool nerds started their day with the rude awakening of alarm clocks (x2 each, 8 in total), followed by hasty dressing into engineering school uniforms (jeans and nerdy T shirt,equip with beat up NUS school files and a school bag pack filled with the necessities - umbrella, CD player/walkman and tissue paper), then the jostling at the bus station (can't remember what was the bus number).
At the school, 2 of the Fab 4 would play with hazardous chemicals while attempting not to blow themselves up, the other two would fiddle with machinaries, while attempting to not to cut their own fingers. At the end of the day, all will be back with a tired body and hungry stomach, and they will dine in at their favourite kopitiam, right across the street from their humble abode, at the 2nd floor of the wet pasar. The golden rule of dining out was never to order drinks since they could always drink freewater at home afterwards.
(to be continue...)
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
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Yeah, those were the days right. I am still surprise how we got together for dinner. I don't think we had h/ps then. So don't you think it was pretty neat that we could schedule our time for makan.
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