As we passed Ang Mo Kio, I suggested that we could visit our secondary school since we still have ample time in our hands. This is the drain that I used to climb over each time I was late. I had to stealth myself through school in order not to get caught. Detention back then was 3 hours of solitude confinement. I cannot bear to watch the hands of the clock till every second. It was hell.
The fence back then was as high as the makeshift wall that you see. Yup, I climbed that.
In front of me used to be the field where Shaiful, me and the gang used to conquer in soccer. We even beat the upper secondary students. PUNKS rule! (we name the gang the PUNKS)
That was where we used to buy our chocolate Ice Jelly. It's like ice kacang but we replaced it with choc fudge and mango jelly. We called it Madampudipudipoong. Don't ask why. Something happened. Haha. I forgot.
The spot where Shaiful is pointing is where the only Malay stall was situated. That was where the infamous $2.50 rice and cabbage incident took place. We even had a challenge. The last person to finish his plate would have to return the rest of the PUNKs' plates. The record was held by Steven with 21 plates, all nicely piled up.
Auntie, I nasi ayam please!
"This is our basketball court you stupid signboard. Don't tell us what to do."
Shaiful and the signboard. What did I tell ya? lol.
We actually managed to trick this students that we were their Military Band seniors back in 1998. hehehe. Evil... I managed to get my hands on my love!!! The drums. DOM DOM DAM DIM DAM CHENG!
Trying out a few new tricks.
This used to be the air rifle range. This is underground actually. Above is the netball court where the PUNKS turned it into our makeshift street soccer court.
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