we went, we spun, we left.

hold your horses in jumping into conclusions if you were thinking along the lines of there being another casualty from another alco-induced/intoxication night cos that didn't happen.

N, K and J, having nowhere to go for the first time (you're not reading it wrong, we didn't have an actual place in mind to go), decided to go ECP..to bowl! N said that it's been ages since he last sat in the car that i drive. True, but N, I seriously doubt that that night when i went to look for you guys was the last time.

Anyway, headed to pick N up from his place first, then followed by J, before finally arriving at the destination itself, ECP. The original plan was to go there to stroll down the seaside to let the breeze get to us (i know, WTF if 3 guys actually took a stroll down), but we agreed that we weren't feeling so bromantic..so we walked and walked..into a bowling alley.

trading text for photos.

our lane, e second last one.

I believe you would know why i choose to skip text now (hint: teary eyes?)
..not, I'm just pure lazy to type.

By the time we were done bowling, I was damn sure I heard N and J's stomach shouting "feed me food, bitch!". So without further ado, we went to Swee Choon Dim Sum @ Rochor..

the food..

e drinks and desserts.

that's what happens when you offend your stomach; you become delirious..

i cannot rem what i was thinking here..heh (& I smell my tagboard burning from J's incoming arson)

and finally, N ending the post..

but on second thoughts,

it seems to me that this photo would be a better choice to end with. Spider-N!