yesterday was a catastrophe. made a few unneccessary, unfruitful trips around singapore. it was abit costly and definitely time-wasting. and it especially didn't benefit me meeting syahrel to talk stuff over, in which he had definitely not changed a bit. i wasn't hoping for changes, just solutions, but he just, urgh, wanted me to bash him in the face maybe? i dunno. and i think i said this before, he makes my blood boil all the time.

we couldn't get along, and probably never will.

the night was better, i spent the whole day outside btw. so at night, sri, lala, ani, kc asked me to join them go jalan2 with nais n yankee n their friend who'll be driving a van. ended up, they already had plans for us. accompany them fishing. yes, fishing. my dad was outside fishing somewhere too. i might as well follow him right? LOLx.

anyway, with so many of us, it wasn't that boring. we went punggol 21. what made the night was that ard an hr after we came, civil defence trucks and police cars started pouring in all at once. even an ambulance. such a commotion, but they never discovered who made the call to 995, saying someone had drowned. erkk. hope it wasn't a prank. their search lasted an hr.