I would conclude 28' Jul to be the worst day of the year, until

I spent $110 on durians for my family, while binging on 3 maoshanwangs on the spot. I was more than happy until we drove to our usual hangout spot to find the clique: said "Tonight we are here for Von"

Late night convos are always the most honest yet detrimental. 

And the least you have expected to be there, stayed. The whole night thru the morning you kept quiet, didn't probe, and bought me a whole bag of comfort food. (Although they ended up being your favorites) 

Thank you, shifu. 

7.42AM, I can't sleep.