We celebrated Mom's birthday today at a Safra club somewhere in Telok Blanga. We ate at this 'Authentic' Japanese resturant. Man...The food is of top quality! I had the sashimi bento set, I absolutely love the sashimi... Always have been my favourite. Especially the salmon belly. The set also came with california sushi, tempura and terriyaki chicken. All these for only $26! Haha... What a good price.... We also had cod fish, soft shell crab...And a few others that tasted damn good. I bet Mom had an enjoyable evening... Haha! Not only that, we had a pretty waitress waiting on us...lol! Bet she's a japanese, coz everyone there speaks kind of funny... The boss is a japanese. The lady boss is also a japanese. And they said it is an authentic resturant... So assming Pn is true, Pn+1 is ture, Pk is true. *Muahahahaa* Yep... Dinner was good. Then we went exploring the club... And guess what? We saw Remy Ong, Singapore's national bowling player at the bowling alley, bowling away at a bowling lane, and bowling all his opponents away. We were bowled over by his high scores too. Getting 9 out of 11 strikes is no easy feat. Haha...after watching him for awhile, we went back home. Home sweet home. Oh yea, Mom's also going to open her bakery shop too by the way...Wonder how it would fare. If business is good, well, heh heh... Good for our family la... =) Wish her all the best!

Whispering Tales

Whispering tales...
A tale of hopes and dreams.
Of Sorrow and Sadness.
Of Love.
And Hate.
None shall pass.
Who ever does?
Caught in the web of its arms,
we wander about.
Aimlessly.
Like a story of 2 wandering souls,
paths are crossed.
We shared joys,
sorrows, sadness and hopes.
As one.
Never to part.
You and me, we are all each and every other thing.
Time is meaningless, for everything, is nothing.
And nothing, is everything.
Destiny, is an irony.
Within it paths are crossed,
at the same time paths are broken.
This, is my pain. My sorrow.
Me? I am glad our paths crossed.
Now that it is broken, our lives must go on.
We become memories of each other, treasured beyound all treasures.
Feel we must,
let go we must.
For what will be, will always be.
Our story, this will ever be.
Wandering souls, wandering paths.
Tales of the past.
Whispering tales.


Haha...Dun mind me... I am just trying to act pro...haha...

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