YOU'VE HEARD OF CLIMBING THE GATE TO GET INTO SCHOOL. BUT HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF CRAWLING UNDERNEATH IT?

Because the fates were telling us that it was not the ideal time to take our mock lit test, we forgot to press the bus bell and thus the bus went over to the next stop. In calculating the shortest way to rj we decided to go by the GONG WAI SIEW PEK SUN TENG okay whatever name it has-- that RI side gate that leads to the place where you pray to your ancestor's ashes. The name of which, incidentally, I have also forgotten. ANYWAY. So we trekked our way there only to find the gate paddocked, which is what it is most of the time. We estimated the height of the grills in the gate and calculated that it was too tall for us to climb past (the grill was, what, my height away from the top of the gate?). Being the, uh, exquisite ladies that we are, we (did not whine) dwelled briefly on the tediousness of walking one round all the way to the RI bus stop gate. And because we are thinkers, leaders and pioneers, we decided to be enterprising and look for other ways into the school.

It was just then a Moment of Brilliance struck pang, and he saw the gap underneath the gate. "I THINK YOU CAN FIT IN!" he says, being the thinker that he is.

The pioneer that I was couldn't resist the opportunity, and thus squirmed through that narrow opening AND FOUND THAT, INDEED, I COULD FIT IN! Andrea followed suit happily while our thinker remained behind the gate dubiously. Yes, he tried to fit in. He got his head in. He got his shoulders in. Just when he was trying to get his chest in his self doubt dominated and exclaimed, "I CAN'T LAHHH" and squirmed back out.

AND THEN A CRITICAL MOMENT: we got caught. 

Needless to say, three white slips came our way and from then on we learnt a lesson never to dive underneath the gates On the contrary, this funny guy here gave us a half-hearted rebuke before OFFERING TIPS TO PANG ON HOW TO SCALE THE GATE.

In any case his well-meant advice wasn't taken and pang was not prepared to do NS exercises before he got into NS. Which means that pang had to run all the way to the side gate like he was running for the olympics and got himself all stinky and smelly. Ew. 

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So I came back from Malaysia after a four-day trip, and this is the best thing we saw hanging over one of the coffee shops there: