Jumping on to The Reunion Bandwagonesque - Facebook Fashion

I'm sure in your 30's, when you think of the days you were somewhat 11-12, at times they feel non-existent. Especially so for me since my family moved out of the neighborhood to another end of the island so while most of my primary schoolmates occasionally ran into each other, I technically disappeared. And the memories were pretty much wiped out of my system. Until one day. Evidences of my growing up were uncovered when Adi, my primary school classmate cum violin-mate looked me up the Facebook-reunion-way, we managed to get in touch with a few others and squeezed in a mini-reunion on a weeknight in the month of Eid before he and Amin flew back to Jeddah.

And I think all that would not have happened if Adi had not seen me in the papers this one time, with my 'better known as' name. Heh.

photo stolen off Amin's facebook album.


photo stolen off Safarin's facebook album.

Well the point of this entry is, I think we had the cutest uniform but you can't see the plaid on the collar (and skirts for the lassies) from here.