When was the last time you saw your primary school mates?
I met mine on the third day of Lunar New Year, and they’ve picked to meet at New York New York at Ang Mo Kio.
Amongst us there’s this big, no I mean pretty huge guy named Lionel. His appetite is really scary. Somehow he always wants to beat us all at eating and show us how much can go into his humongous tummy.
I used to think I can socialise, maybe not the elites, but definitely able to strike conversations with others. As I grow older each day, or perhaps for some unknown reasons, I find myself getting lousy at that. I cease to question, to want to know. Ugh, lost touch.
I got to get active again.
Shite, I just got myself and Eil into deep trouble! F***!
Why am I ALWAYS saying the wrong things?!