geog guys.

Another weekend, another geog guys outing. (That's wally, xy, peck, ann liang - back from the horrors of brunei - and me.) Fun, fun, fun haha. Ok dinner kinda sucked cos it was on my recommendation ^^ I'll prob won't be going to another "authentic French cafe" in a hurry. Crikey. Highlights: the quiche was sold out so all they had was tartines - sounds dubious but turns out its just a pate of random meat/stuff on some bread; and AL got scandalised by peck ordering tiramisu ("it contains alcohol!") haha.

After that, we hung around and talked 2 hours till we missed the last train and had to get back by taxi. Geog guys' banter is amazingly wide-ranging, but mostly we just diss each other. Awfully mindnumbingly entertaining. It's the male equivalent of gossip but ×100 better, duh. 

Good old 13A days.