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Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Chapter 73:
at 09:31

Went to Changi to sent the juniors off to Macau yesterday.
We went T3 to play the slide (G, Lij, SiMin & QiTian, not me 'cause I reached later) & drew on papers & wrote messages for the juniors, Yosef, & teachers, then to T1 to send them off, & back to T2 to train home.

I hope they'll put up a good fight.
It's true that it's a rare opportunity, what's more important is for them to keep the faith that they can do it, & simply because it's hard to tell yourself to give it your best shot when you will have doubts on the way.
But they're strong, the way I see it.

Genuinely proud of the junior team, though I only have personal contact with only a few of them.

The paper for Amelia, but well if you look at the eventual product, it was only left w the camera&coffee 'cause I screwed it up! ):




Some of the girls!




Yosef! & the senior girls who went.


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& the ultimate!

On the escalator to the MRT !!
Disclaimer: It's just a matter of angle, I don't abuse my friends. Hahaha~


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& I want to play the T3 slide! *pouts*
I travelled all the way there but didn't play.
Sheesh! ):

The trip back and fro is darn long!
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& this trip back to airport is too soon.
It reminds me of too much stuff.

But I was thinking, maybe it doesn't matter, but I keep telling myself, it should.
But for now, it's good. I fell alive & independent.
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