the bittersweet symphony of life

Hello. I’m Yenli wtf. Okay the ‘wtf’ gave it away. So I’m not Yenli after all. Unknown guest blogger dei. But you’re still going to read this post regardless of my identity,

 
Introductory picture. Let us proceed.

An hour late. While the other half of the attendees were famished, these people still had the nerve to camwhore.

Thank goodness the early birds had lush parisian furniture and romantic ambience as company. 

Mirrors are our best friends. Yours too. Admit it.

 
 9.56pm still don’t want to have dinner ar! Girls Ladies tsk.

Birthday girl and the men/boys/guys/androgynes I’m confused (chill la kidding only).

Titanic mantelpiece.

Lovers portrait wtf.

  
Everyone wants a turn with Shun!

 
Philosopher Kwong.

What better way to pass the time than to snap horrific ghostly photos of one another, with the toilet lamp. Clockwise from left: bebeghost, inasenghost, justaghost, pigighost (so cute lah wtf). Yes I’m amazed by how original I am too. 

The beautiful birthday girl is twenty one.

You know how people learn not to make a fool out of themselves twice? Well, these two don’t. They’ve even managed to convert another to pose with brown things stuffed in their wide mouths. Makes you wonder what other brown things they’re capable of…er nevermind.

Spot 6 differences wtf.

No nasty comments here. In fact, this photo actually looks normal save for the lunar eclipse at the top right corner.

Poser shmosers. But classic nonetheless.

Houuu glam ar wtf. The cafe closes at 12am, yet they’re still practising narcissism at 12.10am.

We tried. Oops I meant they. I’m not in there.

All in all, the service was superb, and since the entire 1st floor was ours for the night, we had the perfect setting for the so-called amateur photoshoot. Frankly, the photos do little justice to the place itself. It had a vintage interior with crystals connected to threads hanging from the ceiling, reflecting the orange lighting to create a cosy yet plush atmosphere. And of course, we have to give credit to the birthday girl who went all out; and succeeded in stumbling upon the perfect little restaurant (snugged behind plants deliberately placed to shield its dark exterior and with no sign bearing its name) for a commemorable 21st birthday dinner. Who’d have ever thought the interior was palatial looking from the outside! Again, Happy 21st Birthday Lam Shun Chin girl .

~The End~
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