A toast to our happiness.

Yesterday was pretty much one of a kind, and I managed to chuck those unwanted thoughts (shit) aside throughout the fabulous night. Haven't seen those girls in awhile, and I miss them so very much.

(Pictures will follow.)

Cryst, Adz, Sheng Wei and I met at City Hall at a quarter past six, thereabout. A pity Mas wasn't able to sieve out time due to her hectic schedule. After much deliberation, we decided on Coffee Club, Raffles Place. How can I ever miss out on my Alfredo when I dine in? Cryst had the same, whilst Adz and Sheng Wei got different kinds of baked rice. Toward the end of our palatable meal, Hamz joined us.

Sheng Wei had to part from us to run some errands. Thereafter, we promenaded to Clarke Quay, and that was when things stepped a notch higher. Along the way, we did the littlest good deed by sharing a small amount of what we have with the man selling packets of tissue. It was like a green light for us to have a ball that night, but nevertheless, our intentions were pure.

Hamz brought us to King Satay where we settled down and got ourselves a couple of drinks. Cryst got pretty silent, whilst Adz, on the contrary, was blabbering away. No worries, Adz, it didn't irk me the slightest bit :)

Hot chicks that walked by caught our attention. They are like, whoa, wow, weets. We also saw a guy who carried a striking resemblance of Ne-Yo. Worst of all, there was this old folk cuddling and fondling the pillar like he wanted to grind it.

Before heading to the riverside, we took a little stroll around the corner, and lucky us, we bumped into hot Caucasian guys (like finally!) just a stone's throw away from Attica, and they simply swept us off our feet. They have just the most beautiful features any guy would die to have.

We sat by the river, chattering away, gradually ending our night with the breathtaking scenery.

We went on separate ways with Hamz and I taking bus 12 back to our hometown. I happened to catch a glimpse of Ice Cream Chefs, though I still have no idea where is it situated at. The route was seemingly unfamiliar to me, knowing how bad I am with directions.

Perhaps it is just me, but I felt that my room stank throughout half the night I was in it. Not that I hadn't bathe before I slept, neither did I leave my dirty laundry in my room, but it just reeked.

Next week, girls? :D