Robert H. Smith

The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Happy Brithday Fred, my one and only love

I could not bear to let myself miss this chance to blog today. We had a hearty meal in brazilian churrascaria sixth avenue yesterday evening. 14 cuts of meats in total - my favourite was topside whlist fred's favourite was the chicken hearts. The birhday song was in Portguese by the entire restaurant staff waiting the tables. I am glad I made the right choice on the restaurant. The mentioned cake was a strawberry shortcake from Cannelle which was yummlicious. I am savouring a piece of it now.

We spent half the day in Sentosa. Highlights was the Segway ride which we went back and forth the paths trying the maximise the one round of ride we had. My favourite picture of the day.


Not everything went perfectly as planned.. the bet on the gift was not that great. The roads were closed unexpectedly, forcing us to forfeit the time we waited for the bus. I had class scheduled in the evening, else we could have caught the songs of the sea.

Nonetheless, I was real glad that we again spent quality time together. :)