Sweet disposition.

  To put it simply, Sunday night was comprised of three of my favourite things in the whole world: music + food + friends. 

  Now it's no surprise that all my friends are talented individuals. Adequately proved so in the music department, our friend invited us to a classical recital by the state youth orchestra - of which he is actively involved in. We all attended in dressy attire, showing up for moral support. I, basically being the most musically inept person possible, hadn't been to a proper classical music concert before. However, I was rather eager to delve into a new genre. (The rule that applies here: if you can't create music, just listen. Another rule: always be open to try new things! The window of opportunity awaits you.)

  It was a lot more stimulating, as well as calmer, than I thought it'd be. I was able to absorb the passion derived from classical music lovers around me. Aged men tapping their toes, nodding their heads in approval. Even though I still practically remain clueless about the classical genre, I found that I quite enjoyed it. In my opinion, it felt as if each musical piece was executed with tasteful precision. You could even say I have a newfound liking towards classical music now. 

  The rest met up with us after the concert; we covetously made a beeline towards our designated burger place. Upon vivaciously -and successfully, may I add - finding our way there, we were all relieved to finally cure our hunger. Now, the place had me at hello. We raved on in awe at the interior decor of the place, which made for a rustic, comfortable ambience. Good vibes everywhere. Even the playlist was suited to my music tastes. (Think Atlas Genius, Passion Pit and many more.) Now if you think that had me ecstatic, you should've witnessed our satisfaction digging into our burgers.

  Needless to say, the food was insanely delicious. Our expectations were exceeded, and we all agreed on the place as a frequent haunt in the future. The aftermath of dinner had us bounding around with energy. Rarely do we have carefree time together, especially in near pitch black hours. We instinctively had our fair share of antics and photos galore. Impervious to time, we were. (To think, nights out are going to be a regular occurrence in a couple of years down the road.) The remainder of the night has us carried away, with euphoria and another exceptional legion of memories. 

'A moment of love; a dream, a laugh, a kiss, a cry, our rights, our wrongs.'- The Temper Trap

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