Born in the wrong era? No. There is no wrong era.

i'm glad i finally made the choice to go down to the farewell dinner.
not alot of people went, but that's ok i guess.
it's not like this is the last we'll ever see of the lad,
just that it's sorta like an official "thanks, don't worry and go forth" kind of thing.
don't really know how to explain it, but it was good talking.
the preliminary talking and the strictly guys' time together, both will be remembered and treasured.
still got ways to go in all our lives, if God willing,
so this ain't no end of nothing and i look forward to the times we can get together to chat and catch up. :)

but for now, here's my little piece of heart.

still have faint memories from the childcare days.
when we met for the first time after so long at the bbq,
i still recognised him.
it was nice to know that the recognition was mutual.
the growth in his life since he became more serious has been a great encouragement all this while.
lotsa unusual insights and incredible skills have made him a big surprise to be around too.
a good pal. a faithful comrade.
so
cheers to mr surprise
and may you continue to seek God in all you do.
GO FORWARD!