After spending a whole day at home, the night was spent at Clarke Quay with my mum. No, we didnt go clubbing. But headed to the Food Festival there instead. Didnt appeal too much to me actually, other than taking in the sights of the whole place. I think i saw a few familiar faces too.
We tasted this bread-like cinnamon roll thing that was supposed to be from Budapest, Hungary. I must say they're such cool chillax folks. My aim is to be like them, to love what i'm doing. To WORK, as well as to PLAY.
And i passed by The Bellini Grande, which of all the nightspots around, managed to catch my attention. haha. I realise i have to wait another 4 more years before i'm allowed to enter. oh well..
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