The serious discussion took no more than 3 minutes; the only conclusion was to contact each and every of our classmate to see if they are interested to have a gathering.
For the rest of the time, we had nothing but casual conversation - exchanging information of each other.
And, you could guess that much, I just sat there, turning my head from one side to another, and listened. The life of a boring university academic is nothing compared to the exciting happenings in the private. I must say I am more eager to update the contact list of my class, which I compiled when we had the 10-year gathering, and fix up who is responsible for contacting who else.
In fact, I sent the preliminary list to DL the next morning.
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But, on a second thought, I should be at ease.
The whole purpose of having a 20-year gathering is to assemble the class so that we know what the others are up to after two decades - which was exactly what we were doing in this evening. There are people who enjoyed expressing themselves, some love to listen, a few others just want to hide themselves up and play autistic games.
I should be more receptive.
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