Nothing beats cycling from jurong to harbourfront and back in the sunday nite, eating the wonderful cheese prata on the way, with 2 dudes like rabnick and wanweh. Enjoy the catching ups by the shore, as we reminisce of the old times. The stillness of the night seem to make time stopped, but occasional gust of cold breeze by the sea and gushing waters on the rocks reminded us that time and tide wait no men.

"10 years later, lets meet up and cycle like we did today" will we?

We bid goodbye, proceed home, and as i did, what wanwei said was actually as good as an inspiration for me.

As i lie down and stared at the ceiling instead of falling asleep, lacking sleep for work the next day dosent seem to bother me much. As i know, ive gained something of utmost value tonight. a fwenship that rekindled like fire, thanks to the sparks. A piece of emotional satisfaction, the wonderful memories of time spent under the stars on this particular nite.

Of course...i went to work zombiefied the next day....greatful that i pass my final theory with ease....lucky my sanity still last me thru. Price to pay, haha.