your sins are not my style: DOPPELGANGER'S

Sent my bestfriend off on Thursday.

The night before, we were sending plaintive messages across cyber space, drawing "i ♥ euu" and bird-like-planes, sending them off into the ether.

We all cried, but not as much as we expected, at the departure gates. If we had been given more time, we would most definitely have protracted it. T3 has seen far to many abbreviated farewells for the sakeofsanityandsmudgedmakeup for me to think of it all that fondly.

Today, Sarah told me to "STOP IT" because I would repeatedly draw attention to Samantha's absence. "I came in here with Sam", "Sam wanted to buy this", "Sam and I played arcade upstairs".

I talk about Kenneth to ThomasBestfriend before anything else on the agenda is discussed everytime we meet.

It isn't conscious but indeed I am moping.

But, all's good. The aussie lot are bonding, and the singaporean bunch are clicking quite well.
Okay, that's my emo quota satisfied for today. Here comes backdated photos that have almost nothing to do with the text above.

16TH: BARGAIN HUNGRY
Over the weekend, we headed to 3 flea markets, ending with zouk's. We all is be thinking that they hype has grown too large for its pants. The clothes are beyond substandard now.

FABBRICA:

On a whim we decided to climb Dempsey hill despite my aunt's feeble protests. We were glad we did cos we stumbled across a great restaurant; Fabbrica.

We already had dinner reservations at Red Dot Brewery, but once we saw the menu we were sold.

The atmosphere could be worked on, and the tables are rather close to each other but the food was more than worth the $30/head on average. In fact, I'll say that it was quite possibly one of the best meals I've had evarrrr.

My starter which took me by surprise by the complexity of flavors and textures without it becoming rich or over indulgent.
Artichoke Mousse with Shitake topped with a cheese wafer of sorts.