As usual, every Friday we have cell group meeting at 8pm. Daniel who was working at Suntec ended work later than usual, came down to my cell group leader's house at 9 plus, when he could have just went home straight. By the time he reached, we were more than halfway through cell group meeting. After cell group meeting at 10 plus, then he told me he haven't had his dinner yet and so we went to look for KFC (because he wanted to try the bucket rice). We googled the nearest outlet, walked there and there it was...closed. He decided to send me home first because by the time he reach my MRT station, he would have to catch the last few trains back. So now while I'm typing this at 1am, he has just started eating his dinner...or should I call it supper?
I feel sooooo bad but yet so touched at the same time.
Will post more interesting stuffs when I have the time, which will be in May when my teaching practicum is over.
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