Oh you touched my ta la la.

Listening to ah beng techno at 5am in the morning makes me happy to the point where it brings tears to my eyes.

Do you remember the nights spent in your room, surrounded by the red light that came from your little egg shaped lamp, and it was just the few of us shaking our heads from side to side like we were insane?

Maybe we were, but all I know is that we were all happy on those nights.

And nothing else mattered.