so, there I was two weeks straight, chilling at Summer Breeze.
This Charming little cafe, hidden in a hushed lil corner of Pasir Ris Park.
If you like late nights that stretch beyond 2am, the sea breeze and savory chicken wings. That's where you'd wanna go.
I downed 1/2 a bottle of wine, couple pints of Hoegarden and did without my dinner last night. And before I even knew , it was 330am...
over the week, I read my 1st Haruki Murakami book- Dance Dance Dance, wasn't particularly impressed, but I would try Kafka on the Shore since a friend recommended. I tried reaching Vs Naipaul's Half a Life today, however 10 pages into the book my attention span was worn thin... I guess I'll try something else.
among the things I'm looking forward to in March, there's the
The incubus concert @ fort canning and Fujiya and Miyagi :)
Lets hope these plans materialize.
Sometimes I wished I was wendy in peter pan, or alice in wonderland. I'm a huge burton and depp fan, and I reckon the only anti-aging methodology is to have dreams, gun for them, and believe that disneyland is still the happiest place on earth.
