Greeted by a copious amount of smog, I landed on the afternoon of a September in Changi. My dear friend, Yu Ling, waited for me so she can take me to her home in Yishun. It was barely an hour after my arrival that we had to jump to meet with Ade and get some grub. The grub we planned probably years beforehand until I visited again. If you ever get a chance to talk to them, never mention my name and the word ‘corn’ in the same sentence. Please, just, don’t.