I don't know if it's my new wide screen or something, but damn girl... Haha I'm not even gonna say it.


Oh at about 3am, I walked over to Boon Yew's place for an illegal swim. Completely spontaneous. I just had an insane urge to feel wet and cold. So yeah, that's exactly what I did. It was invigorating. Nothing like the biting night air to help you feel alive. It's a pity that parts of my life like these don't get documented and simply get washed away with time. Soon enough my memory of swimming under the moon in the thick silence will dull, and the visual or staring up into nothingness will be foggy. But it's okay, I guess I can always make new memories.
Boon Yew and I had some half-profound conversation about glass half-full or half-empty. My conclusion is that. We're alright.
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