My Friday night
Looks like this is my first post in 2007. Had CCA in school till 6pm. After a long day, I was looking forward to dinner, but dinner cooked by mum was quite mundane (not to say that I'm an ingrate).
Christian bawled most indignantly when he realised that this is the first night we were going to train him to go to sleep on his own. Mercifully, he fell asleep at 10.30pm.
Since it was Friday night, I decided to cycle as usual to East Coast, not only to catch the usual group of riders at Bedok Jetty, but also to catch a bite at the lagoon hawker centre. The wanton mee really tasted good, and the mutton satay was tender and flavourful.
There was a larger than usual group at the jetty. When I reached there, it was 13 riders in all, including a mute Malay rider whom I met for the first time. As usual, we took a leisure ride to Kembangan for some cheese prata and teh, and it was back home after that. Reached home at 2am.
Looks like this is my first post in 2007. Had CCA in school till 6pm. After a long day, I was looking forward to dinner, but dinner cooked by mum was quite mundane (not to say that I'm an ingrate).
Christian bawled most indignantly when he realised that this is the first night we were going to train him to go to sleep on his own. Mercifully, he fell asleep at 10.30pm.
Since it was Friday night, I decided to cycle as usual to East Coast, not only to catch the usual group of riders at Bedok Jetty, but also to catch a bite at the lagoon hawker centre. The wanton mee really tasted good, and the mutton satay was tender and flavourful.
There was a larger than usual group at the jetty. When I reached there, it was 13 riders in all, including a mute Malay rider whom I met for the first time. As usual, we took a leisure ride to Kembangan for some cheese prata and teh, and it was back home after that. Reached home at 2am.
