Basket.

Ha, who was that "anonymous" on the class blog who had the cheek to complain about what I put up here? First off, stop hiding, come out and show yourself. Obviously you are someone who knows me and who reads this on a regular basis. If you want to bitch, at least identify yourself, how's that? Second, get a bloody sense of humour; most of the stuff on this page is not meant to be taken seriously. Stick your tongue in your cheek and keep it firmly there while you read what's up here.

Thirdly, if you don't like it, don't come here. I make no apologies for what I put up, I have the right to choose what I put up, and you similarly have the right to choose whether or not to come here. You don't like it, don't read it. Simple as that.

I thank you for your most kind attention and await eagerly the unveiling of your identity over the next few days, although I do have my suspicions as to who you are.

Moving on to happier things, today was not a bad day by any standards, although it started pretty poorly with that mad rush about the IPW file. Stupid IPW. Curse it and the bastard who came up with it to a slow and painful death.

Then it began to get weird. When entering LT 2 at about 10.30, I saw the unmistakeable figure of Ms Tan Chiou Yen standing outside the LT. I just stood there and gaped. Luckily, her back was facing me. Wonder if she would still have recognised me.

Then, the high point of the day. I exited the LT after an abridged SEA History lecture by Mr Lim, and immediately came upon Mr Brian Ng, sitting on a chair outside. What a chance meeting. I had always wanted to meet him on my visits back to RI, but never managed to. What a stroke of luck, today he was just there. He saw me too, and we had a good chat. Lots of catching up to do, I would say. He was always one of my favourite teachers. Pity about the beard; he had long shaved it off.

And so we talked, for over 10 mins. Really was like meeting an old friend, that is how nice a teacher he was. Lau Yen later spotted us and came over, but he had to rush off very fast. Turns out the RI teachers were in RJ for a meeting regarding through-train.

Anyway, he really misses 4E 2002; we were a unique class and we always knew it. Now they just don't get his Irish jokes, I heard. Sad, sad people...

Ha, and all that has made me nostalgic about RI once more. *sigh*

Rest of the day was a whirl. Maths, Econs, IPW, GP... what the hell.