OCF tends to comprise some of the most wonderful people I’ve ever known. They say that “Too much of a good thing is bad”, I’m not too sure. The past 2 weeks have been OCF-overload for me, which is admirable considering I’m not even in Melbourne. A few events I haven’t covered, such as Charles and Ken’s Birthday at Cafe Cartel as well as XX’s birthday.

Most people know that I hate expository writing, in particular, sequence. I dislike describing events in chronological order because that requires little thought/interpretation. However, it is one of the most informative modes of writing, and seeing as I DO have plenty to update, here goes:

28th December 2007 – THE LAST STAND

We had a gathering at my place which was initially planned as a house warming party, but for some reason never materialised. 16 people came over which is quite a record high, seeing as the Yunnan people weren’t even around. The gathering was themed “Superheroes & Supervillains”. As always, we conservative Asians couldn’t be bothered dressing up. I paraded a pathetic impersonation of Shrek. Ken deserved an honourable mention for wearing a stuffy toga and pretending to be Hercules. He looked more like Julius Caesar to me. Doesn’t Hercules walk around topless, throwing boulders off cliffs? Kat’s attempt at Jean Grey was ubercool, except for the fact that Famke Janssen happens to be a terribly gorgeous woman. Put it this way, any girl would’ve failed.

The food was so-so only. I don’t really trust people who give plenty of empty compliments (such as on food). We played charades cum Pictionary with the stack of paper and marker I stole from the office. It was fun even though I didn’t get to play. I prefer creating angst among teams than being in one.

We learnt that pushing people into the swimming pool is highly addictive because once wet, it becomes a lot easier and convenient to share the love. Nearly everyone went it except for Barbara (who hugged the pillar which held the roof above our heads), Wan Wan (who lied about not having an extra change of clothes), Sam (because he had a camera around his neck and was unofficial event coverer), Laidia (for goodness knows what reason), Sheralyn (because she looked pretty that night) and Roy & Charles (because they hid in typically cowardly fashion). I might have left people out – my eyes were heavily chlorinated.

The gift exchange after that was entertaining too. It shows that you should never bring too nice a gift because most people don’t bother to choose their own carefully anyway. I got Jean Grey’s gift due to a prearranged agreement. Yup, I rigged the gift exchange. Muahaha...

What impressed me was that people in KL had somehow heard of this gathering, even though I had made my invites discreet and as exclusive as possible. This occurrence was to rear its ugly head in another gathering soon after. I should have been forewarned.



(4 pretty girls with balloons) Can’t be stuffed with a guy pic. Actually I don’t even have pictures, just stole this one from Wan Wan and Zhng-ed it so that she can’t accuse me of plagiarism.

9th Jan 2008 – RICE TABLE WITH THE BOZ

I hadn’t seen Wai May for quite a while so it was good to catch her for a bit before we met the rest for dinner at Rice Table. She hasn’t changed (well duh, it’s only been slightly more than a month). But she was still wearing her pinkish top – you know, the one she wears allllllllll the time. It’s so cliché that I think of her every time I see that colour. Incidentally, Lydia (Lee), Sheralyn, Roy and I have an annual pig-out session when we’re all back home. Originally held at Newton, we soon became too classy and relocated our spending prowess to Rice Table, hence that night’s dinner. Wai May and I got lost. My bad, because I wasn’t paying attention to directions. It was a little embarrassing I suppose but I’m quite the blasé person in such situations.

Mr and Mrs Gavin Wong were there along with Vut, Pei Pei, Lydia and others. The food was awesome, but the fellowship was even better. We somehow ended up fighting over who should foot the bill – Singaporeans versus the rest. Obviously Sheralyn won because she’s a dentist and earns heaps, but more importantly, she is quite easily the most intimidating person around.

Dessert was at McDonalds, not out of choice, but of convenience. The ice cream was sub-standard, but that should be expected. Again, we were really only there for the fellowship. I kind of got the feeling that today’s meet up was for the senior citizens of OCF. Wai May’s 23 and she was the youngest present. Makes you shit on your pants doesn’t?

More events to cover:

28 Dec – The Last Stand
9 Jan – Rice Table with the Boz
10 Jan – Laidia’s Spätlese
11 Jan – Nothing for Wanling
12 Jan – Torture for love
13 Jan – Circle of fans

Hopefully, I’ll cover one/two a day and don’t do anything interesting with OCFers in between.