Of late night suppers, a fish bone, and the accidental driver

I've known Alan since 1993, when we were hall mates at Eusoff Hall. He lived just opposite my room, and together with a few other neighbours, I had the first taste of communal and independent living. We had a great time: late night suppers, movie marathons and the likes.
Alan was a very good actor. He snatched the main role for the hall drama production, to play a monkey. (I'm serious)

He is also very hardworking with his studies, and the only person in that "neighbourhood" to score a 2nd upper class honours in Economics. (Don't ask what I got)

One Aug 8 night, we drove all the way up to his hometown Batu Pahat, where we spent the night there, watched Singapore NDP on Malaysian TV, and went bowling. (What else do you expect, in Batu Pahat?)

I also remembered one episode when we were watching a DVD movie in one of the friends' rooms in the hall and eating take-away nasi lemak when a fish bone got stuck quite deep down his throat. In a state of half-panic, we borrowed a neighbour's beaten-down car, and tasked one guy who was the only one with a valid Singapore driving license, to drive Alan and us to NUH A&E. Well, it was false alarm as the fish bone was removed quite easily. Unfortunately on our way back, the car went over a hump at quite a high-speed and the car stalled in the middle of the road. The hard part was telling the car owner over the phone what happened. We had to abandon the car by the roadside in the middle of the night.

It was later found out that the last time the driver-in-question drove a car was at the driving centre.

It was a night to remember. I'm not sure if Alan still does.

I am happy that he finally found the woman he can spend the rest of his life with. Best wishes, Cindy and Alan.