Woke up pretty late to a cousin gathering. Andrew, Abel and Abner were already here. Brings me back to 2011 when we celebrated the New Year together. Had a fruitful topic on relationships. Mommy was blabbering nonsense that brought by a lot of laughters. It dawned on me that it takes a lot to find "the right one". It's always so cliche how people say "You're the right one for me" and break up 1 year or two later if their lucky or not even shorter.

Labour day..... Nothing extraordinary. But I'm glad I'm meeting Bran for dinner. It's been a year since I last saw him. Wonder how the NUS boy is surviving.