my baby sister is growing up. she is learning new phrases everyday, so cute. like ' my partner came late today, i want to smack her!'. sigh, all of seventeen, so cute!

and so, yesterday was the one with the wedding dinner. joanne and her husband ben. i haven't seen her for all of five years since jc and when the thick brown doors of the ballroom were thrown open, in glided a resplendent glowing slender and fair bride, dearest joanne our jumpy loud fac captain whom i recall ate chicken wings in the canteen with denise with such glorious looks on their faces and oil smeared over their fingers. and so i met the other classmates with their charasmatic and endearing other halves and when jo came around she was still the same jumpy talkative jo we knew ala more glam mama then before.i love my class so and we're arranging a meeting this week before jo flies back to become mrs. ben in australia forever. jo's dad was the mc, and he was so hilarious, the funniest dad i've ever met, and when jo gave a speech it just made me wanna cry, sigh, so sweet. they had a great wedding in a gothic church perfect for sweet young couples in australia and they showed us slides. it's all so surreal, this experience of theirs. you realise suddenly, blinding light and thunder bolt style, that you're greedy to own your friends and their experiences, those kindred spirits that made bling bling moments in your life once upon a time and there's a snap, they belong in another story all by themselves and you're left on the outside. and somehow you're grateful you were there, mentioned in a chapter or two, and it's such a privilege and an honour. the colours, the colours of life, making me emotional and all.

so to calm myself down and remember that life is more monotonous than drama, i went swimming again, doing thirty laps blissfully as i had the lane all to myself, and laughed silently at the cute little kids having swimming lessons by the side of the pool, their buttocks sticking into the air as the leaned against the side and practiced their kicking. lunch with daddy. indulged in fashion magazine frou frou ness before taking a lazy nap that lasted till dinner time to wake up to the smell of good dinner cooked by da jie and i shared a cup of green tea with her. must resupply, no more. and during my afternoon nap i dreamt that i was desperately finding a place to swim but the weather would not cooperate.

tomorrow i met mister am why choy to watch 'the returns', a recommended russian film. all artsy tomorrow. so today later i will continue my frou frou ness day by reading vogue and watch friends on tv.