Hello everyone. it has been a good year, hasn't it? At the very least everyone is safe and sound (must have been Bong praying hard for us), which is already something to marvel at considering there's such a big group of us and thus decreasing the chance of EVERYONE being safe and sound.
The guys are having their SoccerManias every month, the girls are having their little private meeting every time Christina comes back from Australia, and occasionally the two worlds do collide and we see each other as people of the fourth dimension and are relieved that everyone is alive. the jokes have remained crude as ever, the people as lame.
The funty blog is still alive and well-oiled after an amazing 2 years since graduation. MJ claims that its because of this blog that we're still keeping in contact. rubbish. I believe it was always the other way around - because we're still fooling around, which gives this place its Life. most of us have already changed our blogskin at least once over the course of the year - or created a new one. but the skin of THIS blog is largely left untouched from what i remember. laziness -or the unwillingness to take ownership- could be the reason. Or maybe we're silently and unknowingly hoping to keep things status-quo here. (but i believe its the first reason, u lazy asses!)
The weather has been crazy. WET WET WET making a comeback. (must be Bong forgetting to pray for good weather, as always.) We've seen Taxis in the drain, we've seen Thomson becoming a "sungei", and we've seen Malaysia becoming Venice. What a Good Year. i mean - look on the bright side! we're not affected at all. so spare me the righteous need to feel bad for catastrophe happening everywhere ELSE.
Apart from the funty going-ons, everyone is having a nice "own" life, isnt it? so even though there really isn't much to blog about regarding funty as a whole, i still insist that this is a good year. after all, funty is always like "sideline". everyone else has a DAY JOB. our own "investments", own "career", and all these are unique to everyone. so as a sideline, we're still surviving very well, isn't it?
For the year ahead, its going to be exciting for the guys. stressful for the girls. guys reading this, i want to congratulate you all for having completed your national service, and now we all get to spend five crazy months together. its all going to be work-work-work-play-play-play. its time to par-ty. its time to fly.

Happy new year, mates.