What a beautiful day.
Woke up in the morning and donned my
school uniform for the second last time.
Headed to school to see Sindhu, Geetha,
Rug and Sangee sitting in glee in the canteen
because of the end of the big Os.
Waited for Vay and when to Punggol.
Sutturaan at punggol plaza to get
Mr. Omer's bouquet and sweet treats.
(His rxn : " Ivvalavu effort poda thevaiyillai ma. So sweet")
Then sat and idled time in the LRT
while waiting for maadu.
Got down and me, sindhu and geetha
meikkuraan the rest like maadus to the block.
This sangee, want to act act, hide near the shoe closet,
just to be greeted by Mr.Omer's son.
Mrs. Omer's cooking is out of this world.
I tell you, srumptious!!!
Amazingly delicious India style briyani,
with thayir, tomato chutni, fried chicken,egg.
Superrr.
Looked at albums. (Mr. Omer looks like puravalan when young)
Talked and talked non-stop.
About seniors, TLDDS, juniors,
cedar, teaching, all arts competitions (ahem ahem!).
Laughed heartily like I've never done in months.
Took lots of photos that I will cherish.
(stupid maadu had to go and meet her "mom"
so not all 7 in e pics)
It was a sweet day.
Mr. Omer and his family are such nice people.
I really appreciate them.
So in goes this day in my list of
unforgettable memories of my last secondary school year.
CEDARRRRRRRRRRRRR.
Peace out.
