Just one dream. So, i slept soundly over all.
Woke up at 8 to give mum a helping hand.
She was cooking lunch for my brother.
We packed up everything we wanted to bring for my bro.
Set off happily!
The bad news was, we went to the wrong camp.
The fella said the name "Brian" wasn't in the list.
Ok, fine. Drove another hour and eventually reached the real camp.
When we are registering, a bald guy came over and helped us carry our things.
I thought he was mad and then i realised he was my bro.
Gah! I couldn't recognise him! but he doesn't look so bad.
So we ate there together.
We went home after bidding goodbye.At first i didn't feel anything.
But as soon as i saw him walking away from us to go back to his dorm, i felt the urge to cry.
But i stopped the tears from streaming down.
Now i'm ok. I'm only down just that instant.
I'm fine now. By the way, that picture is not very nice. he doesn't look that bad.
It's the lighting problem.
Oh, and a very very Happy Birthday to Ah Foo.
I'll be busy. As the setiausaha of my club.
Lot's of writing to do!
