Happy Birthday Yew Seng, Dad and Razlan!!!

All in sequence of days. Thought I might as well hit three bottles off the wall in a single shot.

To the sarcastic brother who never seems to be a smart mouth for the right reasons that is.

And to my mate Lan who never cease to amuse me with either his scenarios, his BS but very well told stories and also not forgetting the antics that he performs. Not the same without ya man. Get you ass back here if you can bro!

Another session of bubble tea and this time it was a crowded house with new conversations from intimate bondage with chickens to pitcairn island issues. And the night followed on with a few games of shithead, speed & snap (Jasmine) and bluff. Bluff, a game of strategy but not in the case for our dear friend Josh.

How beautiful is ye wedding of two cultures and I was there to witness the matrimony of Hwei Ling and Peter in a real fantasy like, both medieval and eastern oriental all tossed in a salad bowl that creates that sort of fusion. HL looked pretty in the dress that Peter designed and the whole setting was indeed a perfect hit on the spot for an 'imaginary' wedding. The house with a backyard setting of generous field space was really precisely what outdoor weddings essentially needed for that atmosphere. Eyecandy of the auspicious day can be found here I had learnt two original medieval dances. One in which I could picture as a fun in the form of test for sobreity when we have drinking parties.




The weather held up really well considering the dark clouds looming over the farmland but alas it gave way till the very last moment right after the dinner. The evening followed by a show of pyrotechnics by the enthusiastic Tim.

Currently listening to: Flake, Jack Johnson