While breakfast was almost unheard of during university years (unless post-clubbing pancakes from the big M counts), supper was probably the most important meal of the day back then. It didn't really matter what we ate or where we would go, but more of who we were with, and the endless conversations we would have. There was always something to talk about: from the most trivial things like whining about project mates, professors and heartbreaks, to big life decisions and existential crisis interventions. We would delay going back to our halls or residences for as long as possible — even if that meant walking back at 1am — and order more cups of Milo dinosaur or another round of prata just to avoid getting chased away. I really miss those times, and my metabolism rate back then 😂! #Hawkerpedia