Last night. Dinner at my favourite place, in where I’d like to think is Tiong Bahru. But it’s not. Because honestly, I don’t know what that area is called. I know where it is, I’m just not sure exactly. Or maybe I don’t want to tell you. Yes, that’s probably it.
Last night. In search of Toffee Nut Frappe, which I insisted was a reincarnation of Chendol Mr Softee. We ended up driving and driving and driving, because this country is a mess of roads and we are in a car. It doesn’t make sense, well, neither did getting stuck at a multi-storey carpark because there was a jam to exit is.
Last night. My parents returned from Bali. I was supposed to shower, but I didn’t, because I didn’t want to get out of my room and risk bumping into them, and having to make small talk, which really, is not something I am in the mood for.
About 3 days to the big party. I just want to get it over and done with.
