hmm. back from SAFTI MI. witnessed my brother's OC graduating ceremony, all of them were wearing no.1 uniform, carrying M16 rifle. my brother shall officially be the official cadet for artillery. hah. smart him, i can never beat him in terms of awards and all.

but those just remind me of something, those middle people just remind me of you. everything just don't seem to allow me to get you off my mind.

went jurong point with stella, brother's girlfriend, after the ceremony. she's nice, she treated me to swensens, and sabo-ed me by asking the whole crew of swensens to sing a birthday song for me. but that's sweet of her and her friends. (: she told a joke, which she thinks it's very funny.

"for the prom night, me and my three friends went to the makeup artist to doll ourselves up. the artist asked us what will the colour of the dress will be.
stella: pink. [thus the artist went to use pink eyeshadow on her, which made her look like as if she had swollen eyes after crying.]
friend1: green [the artist went to use green eyeshadow on her, which made her look like as if she's a ghost]
friend2: brown [ thus she had brown make-up which made her look like she's a cocoon]"
she said that joke twice and she was laughing twice like no one's business in swensens. -.-"