As the hype of orientations and Rag subsides, i finally get to meet my friends for dinner. All the way to National University of Singapore... To the place where i always over-order and stuff myself with too much dough.
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The radiating algae dish - Spinach and cheese. It's edible |
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Butter salt chicken. No idea why Blogger insist that the photo should be in Portrait. |
Terry asked, "Isn't it a long walk back to KE7 hall?"
"When you finally realise that you are leaving, you start to appreciate the little things that we always complained about"
*flush toilet* I never liked having a conversation in toilet cubicles.
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