The goodness in this world that is mozzarella cheese
Tonight Ritz's dance concert at NUS brought several unexpected meetings. We met Sharon (Lin Shiwei!) our old Secondary school clique-mate. And we saw Ma Yanling and Candy of Ye Olde Dunman High Days performing. NUS Dance Ensemble is pretty solid, by the way. The host was cute, but his hair was just... distracting, to say the least. Haha. Joycey will know what I mean.
After a fulfilling dinner and post-dinner at Spizza and Coffee Club, we sent Rita back and went on our way. In a moment of spontaneity, partly thanks to the dance-y club music playing on Joycey's car stereo, we veered off the ECP/AYE on our usual way home, and went to Vivocity. We intended to either a) catch 300 the movie, or b) go to St. James and listen to dance-y music.
Feeling full of bravado, we traipsed into Vivocity, only to find GV closed :(. Then I realized I needed cash, and we spent the next 15 minutes navigating the realms of Vivocity to locate the single POSB atm. We didn't find it in the end, by the way (shame on you, Vivo! What happened to the funds access step of the Consumer Behavior Sequence Model, huh huh huh)... and then we trudged down to St. James.
Walking to the Powerhouse, we entered to find it ... empty. Like, save for a table of rowdy office workers, it was like a sad 80's joint in Selegie or something. It was just sad. After sharing 1-for-1 Coke (Joycey - driving; me - teetotaller), we left the place.
But nonetheless, kudos to you and me, Joycey, for taking the detour to more possibilities. Even though the night wasn't as happening as we'd like it to be, we still tried to break our routine Thursday nights. And that was what mattered, eh? :) Plus, we both dressed up tonight. Heehee.
'Cept now it's back to an empty room, a quiet house, and a head full of memories. La dee da.
After a fulfilling dinner and post-dinner at Spizza and Coffee Club, we sent Rita back and went on our way. In a moment of spontaneity, partly thanks to the dance-y club music playing on Joycey's car stereo, we veered off the ECP/AYE on our usual way home, and went to Vivocity. We intended to either a) catch 300 the movie, or b) go to St. James and listen to dance-y music.
Feeling full of bravado, we traipsed into Vivocity, only to find GV closed :(. Then I realized I needed cash, and we spent the next 15 minutes navigating the realms of Vivocity to locate the single POSB atm. We didn't find it in the end, by the way (shame on you, Vivo! What happened to the funds access step of the Consumer Behavior Sequence Model, huh huh huh)... and then we trudged down to St. James.
Walking to the Powerhouse, we entered to find it ... empty. Like, save for a table of rowdy office workers, it was like a sad 80's joint in Selegie or something. It was just sad. After sharing 1-for-1 Coke (Joycey - driving; me - teetotaller), we left the place.
But nonetheless, kudos to you and me, Joycey, for taking the detour to more possibilities. Even though the night wasn't as happening as we'd like it to be, we still tried to break our routine Thursday nights. And that was what mattered, eh? :) Plus, we both dressed up tonight. Heehee.
'Cept now it's back to an empty room, a quiet house, and a head full of memories. La dee da.
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