Had lunch with S. on Friday. We headed to this pretty neat place I used to go often when I was a kid – Nam Kee Chicken Rice, along Thomson Road. Fond memories.

We started talking about boys. More specifically, about her bf problems. I didn’t realize that lunch turned out to be a counseling session. Ironic that she is seeking advice from one who has nothing much to show for her love life.

Hearing her talk about her boy makes me envious.

I want to be in love again.