Okay I promise not to blog anymore about K's birthday after this. His group of friends who were not in town that weekend of his birthday very kindly organised a surprise dinner for him last Thursday night. Chris had booked a table in a restaurant in Chinatown for 13 people and all I had to do was to turn up with him without divulging any details. Unfortunately he was so swamped with work that day in office and although he remembered we were meeting for dinner, the word "Chinatown" didn't catch his attention. So came 6pm and he called saying he is on the train home after a mentally intense day, and suggested meeting somewhere closer to home for dinner, conveniently forgetting "Chinatown". I panicked. What am I gonna do knowing there are 11 peeps waiting for us in the restaurant? So I said "No cannot, we have to go Chinatown." And he replied in surprise "But why must we go there?" "Err.. because we have to go Chinatown?...