Reunions

Dear Diary,

Last night, I met up with two of my oldest university friends. One of them was the first university classmate I ever recorded on my written diary with a name. The other was someone I did my first cross-faculty module with. We met up at Dhoby Ghaut station before proceeding to Coffee Club at Hotel Rendezvous for dinner. It was a pretty good choice because the restaurant was totally empty when we entered it at about 7.15pm.

It was nice sitting on the couches, eating those food and chatting. As usual, the conversation was highly dominated on career options. Despite the recent hike in the pharmacist’s salaries, my friends were pretty pessimistic about the future. Even for myself, career is fast becoming just a routine. I have many other issues in my mind that preoccupy me and hence career is temporary a forgotten topic.

I couldn’t describe how nice it felt to be meeting up with them but yet when I saw them all aimless and disillusioned with their lives, I couldn’t help feeling a little sad too. I did not have much impetus to share with them about Christianity. Anyway, I had kinda actively told them about the Gospel in my university days… but these days, even I realize that I no longer evangelize that fervently anymore. Yet, I know it is my Christian faith (although in a little denominational crisis) that preserves my hope and trust in a future I have no clue what lies beyond.

When we left the restaurant hours later, one of them rushed off because he had to collect something. As for me, I walked another to the bus-stop in front of the Orchard Road Presbyterian Church. As I waited with her for her bus, we had a long chat. Negativity seemed to permeate throughout her life, not just the career aspect. I guess when we started working, we no longer spent our time helping and listening to our friends as much as before… Although I gave some reassuring words, I felt limited in being there for any friend these days.

As I took a 500-metre walk back to my bus-stop after she boarded her bus, couldn’t help thinking about how working life has robbed me of time for other aspects of life. Hopping on the bus, it was a journey home and plugging back into a boundless work routine the next day.

On a lighter note, received a wedding invitation card from yet another university classmate when he dropped by my pharmacy on Wednesday afternoon. His marriage will probably be one of two marriages I attend this coming December. It is strange that his wife-to-be told my friend to ask if I am now “attached”. Wanna introduce girls to me because she said I am nice and sensible… hmmm… haha… oh well, we will see how it goes at the wedding ceremony! =) I am in this stage of life whereby your friends are getting married and they think I should be joining the bandwagon too, haha…

Time to prepare to go to work. Take care!

God Bless,

Andrew