After a few hours, i gotta met sister, June. She met me at the mrt station before I left my workplace. What a damn, I turned down to be late. And you know her, she started to chase me from the way to the station. Like Hell.
Mrt station is where a place we treat as a playgound, only ours.
Look at her. She know what she was playing.
She flimed me in her camera. Walau, she made like a ghost indeed. Faded ghost and Halfed-body. Just practice and capture more picture, Jane Jane.
The train stopped at the new airport, Terminal 3 . Everything there is new, very new. And Jane started to flim me again. Agrh.
We went for the skytrain to Terminal 1. This is really my 1st time in the skytrain. Well, it is clear and spacey, which is convenient for passagers with them big luge luggages. And we could only sat at a corner, travelling a very short distance, arrived at another terminal.
Looking around, we 'searched' June and her boyfriend at the other side of the airport. We went for dinner. (Oops, sorry no photo at this moment. I was busy handling my fork and knife. Excuse me.)
Back to the basement then, it's the arrival hall. The time was around, Joyce and Jack was there.
Joyce. Waiting in her temper.
Jack. His new hairstyle was to have an warm welcome to Mum and Dad.
1 comment:
hey. yr brother so skinny !!
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