+ as she drove me to Corus Hotel, my thumb moved towards the joint of the fourth finger unknowingly, a habit of rotating the ring that developed subconciously and it hit me, it was not at its rightful position. Soon enough it began to feel pretty awkward without the ring by my side. The one ring to rule it all.
+ the journey to Singapore was horrendous because of the snoring man beside me and the talkative man behind me. While snoring man didn't manage to sleep the whole 5 1/2 hours, talkative man was incredible as he was able to maintain his conversation through-out the whole journey. To think that I used to say Jacklyn was talkative...
+ and for once, I finally get a decent meal onboard the coach, grilled drumstick with briyani rice, fried fishballs and stir-fried vegetables, yumsss...
+ saw a very fierce female immigration officer at the Tuas Checkpoint
+ upon reaching, I saw a kid waiting with his mother, for his dad to alight. Just by looking at their smiling faces, I actually felt their excitement and anxiety, of finally being able to see daddy again. And when he alighted, the kid ran to him and hugged him tightly whilst calling 'Daddy! Daddy!' The dad then carried him, walked to his wife, then hugged and kissed her then proceeded to their car. At that moment, I felt... uhrm... jealous. I then made my way back, alone.
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