This year’s Formula Drift was way boring compared to the one I went two years ago. The whole event just felt too “organised” (like law and order you know) that there’s almost zero suspense and excitement.

Okay, some boring photos of the boring event to bore you if you’re feeling bored anyways.

With bro and cousin Alan. Kudos to coussie for treating us there!

As a gesture of appreciation, I treated them to ridiculously expensive and disgustingly dry hotdog buns at $4 each, and pathetic nachos with cheese at $5. Daylight robbery indeed, and I fell for it cos’ they didn’t display any price.

Of only police cars look that awesome.

When Formula Drift announced their lunch break, we left and went for a gratifying and cheap lunch at City Square.

$6 for a decent salmon shabu shabu set with many many “liao”!

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Cycled for more than 50km within two consecutive days around ECP and Changi Village. 7 hours of shiok psycho madness.

Stuffs I’ve learnt to prep myself for the future cycling trips:

• Bring sunblock.
• Bring sunglasses.
• Check your bike thoroughly before setting off. It looks really retarded to cycle a faulty bike back to the bike shop to get it replaced.
• KNOW YOUR WAY.
• Check behind constantly to see if your friend has fallen down.
• Don’t experiment very sharp U-turns.
• Don’t be too ambitious when you know that the bike shop is closing anytime.
• Bring coins (for vending machines).
• Bring a towel.

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From ECP to Changi Beach and back. Cycling with guys = no joke.

The double bike was such a liability. Sil and I rented it, but in the end the guys had to take over hahah.

Cruise siol!

After a super shiok sweat-out session, Stan brought us to this Thai pub. My first time visiting one!

Ordered six jugs of beer during happy hour. Walau exercise already also no use D:

Look super disco please!

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Wah one million years never blade. I fell down like three times in total. Mad funny!

Packed dinner from the hawker and sat by the sea. The chix wings, duck rice, and coconut drink. Two hungry ghosts but die die still want to share cos’ scared fat LOL.

Be it non-stop yakking or silences, they were never awkward. To me, that is closeness. Love my girlfriend. Love shiok evenings like these!

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