I'd still remember the Christmas in 2011 was a dreadful one.
It was study week while I was dragged to the UniStud Singapore with the family, when I clearly was trying my best to stay as long as possible in the public university.
I succumbed, and went on. USS was so so, the rides were nice, but I wasn't fit for it then for Pete knows reasons.
The past Christmas in Singapore was boring, no presents, the lights around was sucky, going into H&M was just plain pointless, and all I was longing to is getting back to the hotel and sleep.
2012 was different, when the cousin decided to get a party on.
Had food, had present exchange, had gossips.
The exchanging session was fun, with me being the freaking spokesperson again.
But overall it was okay, at least I enjoyed it to some extend.
Except of the part of me being the bbq chef for 4 consecutive hours.