the textual siege.

just last friday this time we were on quad bikes tearing it up. ok forgive me when i get all nostalgic and misty-eyed about my holidays because i can't help reminiscing when i'm breathing in canned air teeming with germs, being a grossly underpaid office serf.

typical of me to digress and go one big round. and getting to the point...i'd like to say a big resounding thank you to the girls for last night. i sorely wished i brought my new toy to show off and capture the night.

so i traipsed all the way down to school from work only to find them seated outside the lecture hall, jeanette beginning on her recruitment drive for diving for the nth time and i was completely puzzled as to what was going on. no one set foot in hall before going off in two cars and she coerced me [there must be something in the water in the north that makes its women fierce biatches] into closing my eyes for what must have been all of 3 minutes before coming to a stop near an establishment in the middle of nowhere. i kid not, there was forestry by the side of the gravel road and empty buildings around. wondering if you're going to be raped, tortured and killed just when you're a newly minted forever-21 year old is very appetite-rousing. but hey, at least i can say i've seen the angkor.

it was great when i realised my sullied innards aren't gonna be sweetmeat for someone else but we were just at a place so new that its not had its soft launch nor had media over. we were literally the only patrons there which made it all the more special and the food, for the lack of superlatives, was fantastic.

so thank you again, guys, for the dinner, the surprise cake and the macarons and the effort :)